Make Just One Someone Happy

I love soundtracks. I think part of it is the idea that all life can have a soundtrack like it does in my head, but there’s also the intention of bringing in different musicians at just the right moment to add to the story in a way that dialogue, and even video, can’t do alone.

One of my favorites is “Sleepless in Seattle.” May have had something to do with the fact that it was a movie about Seattle when I was so very far from home at college in Boston. Or that I was in the process of falling in love with the man with whom I would spend the next 20+ years of my life (and counting).

But as I’ve had a chunk of one of the songs stuck in my head, I can’t help but think of how it is just wrong.

 
‘Cause Jimmy Durante is right, love is the real stuff in life to cling to, but you can’t MAKE someone happy.

I am a certified people pleaser. I spend at least a part of every single day doing things that I believe will please my boys.  They might be little, like tying my husband’s tie or letting the dog sleep in my lap or driving my son to school because the bus can be chaotic for him.  I spend much of the rest of the day figuring out how I can make my clients happy at work.

But I know that it’s not something that I can do myself.  I can not own someone else’s happiness, if they are not willing to find happiness for themselves.

It would have been pretty easy to wallow for the last 8 months.  It’s been one of the hardest times of my life.

But then where would I be?  No one likes to be around someone who has a dark cloud over them.  And I’ve never heard of the ability of negative thoughts in healing.

So I’ve had to find my own happy place. Yeah, as you’ve seen, sometimes it’s hard as hell. But the reward has been love from my friends and family, light in my soul and healing in my boobies.

Seems like a worth while deal to me!

*Steps off of soap box*

OK, so for how’s-it-going updates, things are going well in Ninja-land.

I took mom home to Oly this weekend, and she’s promised me that she won’t over do it, just because I’m not there to enforce it.

I got my first hair trim since October this week, just to even up the hairs that never fell out.

A LITTLE shorter, but at least it's even

A LITTLE shorter, but at least it’s even

The rocks in my chest have less than one month left… not that I’m counting down or anything. 🙂

And other than that, I’ve been working my butt off for work, which is in large part, my happy place. After all, I was told last week that one of my execs was happy with his prep, which was in part, my job.

Makin’ people happy.

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