Why are they happy?

"It's not who are you that holds you back, it's who you thing you're not" --Author Unknown 

Is it fair to say that no one wants to be faced with their imperfections especially when they seem to block everything in our path?

 It seems lately my imperfections seem to be a big wall that I keep banging my head into like Bart Simpson when he threw that tantrum where he kept running his head into the door because parents let his little sister Lisa babysit instead of him and he wanted her to get into trouble when Marge and Homer came back.

Ok, it's not that bad, but this it is annoying.

I confess: I get cranky too easily and fall asleep too often. I have trouble deciding what I want and an even more impossible time asking for it. I still struggle to accept myself for the way I am. I don't always like being touched, or I am too touchy. I have trouble being sociable or am sometimes too sociable, and I am often more embarrassed about how socially awkward I am than I'd like to admit, I am way more emotional that I would care for or would like others to know about.

Yet I know these frustrations are all for experience which will help me to grow. I also know that happiness is always within arms reach--I just need to do my and and choose to reach out and grasp it.

Joseph B. Wirthlin said:

Make up your mind to be happy—even when you don’t have money, even when you don’t have a clear complexion, even when you don’t have the Nobel Prize. Some of the happiest people I know have none of these things the world insists are necessary for satisfaction and joy. Why are they happy? I suppose it is because they don’t listen very well. Or they listen too well—to the things their hearts tell them. They glory in the beauty of the earth. They glory in the rivers and the canyons and the call of the meadowlark. They glory in the love of their families, the stumbling steps of a toddler, the wise and tender smile of the elderly.

They glory in honest labor. They glory in the scriptures. They glory in the presence of the Holy Ghost.

One thing I know for certain: the time we have here goes by far too quickly. Don’t waste any more time sitting on the bench watching life pass you by.

I am lucky that I get to have one-on-two talks with my grandparents each semester. 

They tell me what they are up to now, and share stories about their lives. They also ask how I am doing in my life. 

One thing that has evolved from our talks is how important it is to take time each day to find something to enjoy, and really live in that moment, then let that moment carry you through the other more difficult ones.

I can choose to be happy. Happiness is my choice; even when I am stressed, or cranky, or just a little frustrated with the world around me.