This past week or so I haven't been feeling my best and have been unable to come up with anything to write about. My priorities have been comfy pajamas and good television...writing, blogging, anything that requires movement or brain power have not been on my to-do list. Luckily my mom was hit with the inspiration bug and asked if she could guest post on my blog. When she began telling me what she was writing I automatically thought of an earlier post I had written and thought she had a good twist on it. A couple weeks back, I declared that I was choosing to be happy. This week, my mom wonders about the definition of happiness and if perhaps we ignore it in it's most simplest form.
I hope to find many readers enjoying her post in the hopes of maybe having her write some more. So without further ado, please find below my very first guest post blog, written by my mother, Ginger Dunn, who can be found here on Facebook, should you feel the need to reach out.
Ever get a cold and you wonder, “How did I get this? I wasn’t around anybody sick, I eat right, rest, keep warm, etc.”? Well, sometimes when I get to feel melancholy, it’s the same way. I wonder, “Where did I get this sadness?” I wasn’t around anyone grieving or sick. There were no sad movies or such. Am I just reflecting on the past because I’m getting older or am I looking back at what could have been? Should I have taken those rougher, harder roads?
These “moods” aren’t often (thankfully) but they are very real and when I have a cold or the flu, I think of how I take for granted being healthy. When I get blue, sad, reflective, I think, what does “happy” really feel like? I guess I take for granted the feeling of not being very sad or morose.
When I was very little I’m sure I was always happy because I didn’t really know sadness until later in life.
Death in a family can change all thoughts of happiness. You think that it will never be felt again. But you do feel it again, and again and again. Some may think that’s sad, but that’s life. I believe we strive to find our own happiness, and we do – right?
Finishing school with honors, college, engagements, proms, parties, picnics, barbeques, weddings, births, baptisms, communions, retirements, dances, holidays, anniversaries. Occasions. Milestones. There are so many events in our lives, memories and accomplishments. Tears of joy at others’ accomplishments, witnessing tears of sorrow and offering sympathy to those in need of a kind word. Loving, encouraging smiles from a spouse, parent, child or friend.
All these occasions are etched in our memories, albeit they may be happy occasions, but we don’t always get that oomph from them that we expect to.
Sometimes I think we are happy but just don’t realize it. We know when we are sad, or angry, or frustrated and have those days when you wish you’d just stayed in bed. When things are OK and we wake in the morning, go about our day and do our normal chores, tasks or routines, come home, take our shoes off and get comfortable, have our meals and maybe enjoy a dessert or a good book in the evening before bed, we don’t stop and think, “hey, I’m happy” or, “today I felt happy”. No, we just go on.
Happiness, well my definition of happiness, may be very different from others, but somehow I doubt it. We can all make lists and compare notes and agree and disagree and then agree to disagree some more about what happiness really is. The absolute bottom line is that I am so sure we’d all agree on it. I’m so sure we all know the answer! Of course we do. Agreed? Thought so.
Ginger Dunn is a free spirited child of the Bronx, who married and raised two very highly intelligent children on Long Island, NY, then transplanted herself later in life to Houston, TX. She did well in school, loved writing compositions, loves good music and theater (whether on stage or in her own living room), and lives by her two, fail-safe motto's: “Never give up” and “Trust no one”, well, maybe a little bit.
I look forward to hearing what you guys thought about this post and hope to have maybe sparked a new outlet for my mom. Thanks for reading, and please, let me know what YOUR definition of happiness is. Do you think we take for granted some of our happiest moments? Perhaps it's time to take a moment to take it all in and savor the good days, happening right now under our very noses.