Happiness Is A Choice

"It's a beautiful morning.... beautiful morning...."

Haha... Much on the contrary, my morning had been far from beautiful. It started off real bad because I was rudely woken up by my alarm clock. It starting ringing in my head as some disturbance far far away. I was wondering in my dream why nobody went to stop the noise. Only to realise that someone ought to be me. Then of course, baby joey woke up because of that. Stupid thing #1.

Don't know what took me so long to prepare everything and I left home 15 minutes later than usual. Late means hotter sun on my journey to the MRT. Stupid thing #2.

By the time I reached the MRT station, I was drenched in sweat. Throughout the journey, I had tried unsuccessfully for 5 times to put Joey to sleep by putting her stroller to lying down position. But each time she would close her eyes for 1 minute then open and attempt to sit up. Frustrated. Stupid thing #3.

On the MRT, Joey was fussing non stop. Kept grabbing my bag, wanting to pull out every single thing inside. Threw her water bottle and pacifier onto the ground. Strangers on the MRT had to help me pick them up. Started pulling at strangers' clothes & bags. I had to apologise non-stop. Then as if it's not enough, she struggled to stand up in her stroller and I had no choice but to carry her, and try to balance bag & stroller all at the same time. People around me all throwing pathetic looks at me. Stupid thing #4.

BUT STILL I CHOOSE TO BE HAPPY!!!!!!!!

Frankly speaking, many many negative thoughts go through my mind throughout the entire morning. And I felt lousy, frustrated, angry, tired and zonked out at some point in time. I wish I could just drop everything & not try so hard. I wish the burden on my shoulders will be gone and gone forever.

Yet, I know I had to make a decision to be happy. Happiness is truly a choice. If I choose to be happy, what can dampen my mood? If I choose not to let anything get me down, NOTHING WILL!

And I made a special effort to smile & laugh today when I reach the office. And I did feel much better after that. All of a sudden, it seems like it's not such a big deal afterall. I guess when I force myself to be in a 'happy position', I can be happy indeed. And I realise, I really really want to be happy. I really really do.

I bet you also want to be happy if given a choice? :) But hey, it's not that you don't have a choice, it's whether you want to make that choice or not.

Let's gambatte, dear friends. This is yet going to be another great week. :)