Why I am choosing to be happy…
I read recently in a magazine that happiness or being happy is a choice that YOU make. And here I thought it depended on how much money you had, or how much you were loved, or what you owned or had accomplished….

After reading that article, I started to think. Well, we aren’t rich, but we certainly aren’t poor. Our kids have a roof over their head (a beautiful roof if I do say so myself…I love my house!) we all have clean clothes to wear, there is always food on the table, and we have enough money to get what we need and then have a bit of fun.

I am loved, so very loved. I have a wonderfully amazing husband (but he does bug the crap out of me sometimes) that believes in my happiness and does what he can to help me achieve that. I have four beautiful little boys, that dote on their mom. I have parents that are there for me, a sister I consider one of my best friends, and I adore my in laws.

I have not accomplished all I want to in my life, but then it still gives me dreams and something to work towards. I imagine the only time I will have no dreams and desires is when I am not breathing anymore. But, I have accomplished a lot. I have learned to love and be loved. I am still learning to understand that not everyone will conform to my way of thinking and that is ok. (though I still beleive there is only ONE right way to load the dishwasher) I am striving to help my children make their mark in this world, and yet teach them independence.