So I woke up at 2 am last night with strep throat. I could go into more gory details but that’s like turning on the TV and witnessing childbirth footage- unnecessary and disgusting.
Anyway, because of this diagnosis from the school nurse I’ve been bed ridden all day, which means way too much time to think.
Today I was thinking about that “happy ending” that we all seem to strive for…and I realized something. I don’t even know what my “happy ending” in life would be.
Does a happy ending mean having a family, a steady job, maybe a dog, and a house paid off with a nice SUV in the garage?
Or is a happy ending something more… maybe finally figuring out who you are as a person and simultaneously accepting everything about yourself: your flaws, weaknesses, strengths, and knobby ankles?
This happy ending doesn’t have anything to do with things in your possession. This happy ending encompasses all of your life experiences and the lessons learned along the way.
I don’t think there’s one universal happy ending for everyone in the world.
You have to find your own happy ending…whatever that means to you.
Happiness is a choice- but it’s a choice that we as humans must fight for every single day. Life isn’t easy. We all know this. We have all witnessed those days where nothing seems to go our way. But we keep fighting, because you cannot live a positive and happy life with a negative mind.
We must know that a happy ending doesn’t mean a perfect life.
The struggles that we go through only make us more able to appreciate the little things in life.
I hope someday I can figure out what my happy ending in life would be and then…I’ll make it happen.