I just finished a wonderful book, “the happiness dare” by Jennifer Dukes Lee.
Actually, I worked my way through the book with a friend and we compared our answers/had discussions at the end of each chapter. It’s the kind of book you write in the margins, underline sentences, draw arrows on the side of the page, dog ear the corners, write out your answers……… you work, you learn so much, you re-read paragraphs to understand every sentence. My paperback edition is a bit rough-looking after a few weeks of love/use.
I highly recommend this gem of paper and ink. Jennifer has common sense, a splash of humor and as a follower of Christ, offers up a perspective that is doable, most helpful and at the same time, she somehow makes you feel like she is talking directly to you.
Working your way through this book is both insightful and encouraging. I think of myself as a person who seeks the happy. I look for it. However, oh yeah, as you can tell by my lack of blog posts, I have stumbled lately with finding that sweet spot of happy.
This thing we call life has a way of tossing in some tricky times, situations and events that are not so happy.
page 259….. Jennifer writes…..” Believe me, I know that there are days when happiness seems like an awful lot of work………….But those are the days when happiness is absolutely worth the work – even if it’s hard. Because sometimes happiness is what will save us. ”
Did you catch that? Let me take a moment and stencil that on my wall. Oh yeah, you KNOW I am going to paint that somewhere in our house.
Happiness is what will save us.
Currently our Spring weather is more like a lion than a lamb. We have pouring rain, dark ominous clouds, 40* and a wind that is blowing plastic sacks around the neighborhood.
I needed to find some spring. I went to a local nursery and bought some. When I paid for my purchase, I said to the cashier, thanks for selling spring. She laughed.
Then I did something that really made me happy. I bought a door.
A little, tiny, 4 inch fairy door. I want to welcome sweet, charming, happy fairies into our home.
When the grands come to visit, I want them to stumble upon a little tiny door that is hidden, just enough to feel special. I want them to find a tiny bit of glitter sprinkled on the miniature stone step. Makes me happy to think about.
Some how day dreaming about what’s behind that fairy door makes me happy.
Crocheting a new baby owl hat makes me happy. Sewing an apron for a birthday girl makes me happy. Hiding a sweet love card in Mr. Right’s suitcase makes me happy. Buying fluffy, white towels makes me happy.
In this together, friends.
What makes you happy lately?