|Blouse: c/o Sheinside // Jeans: Lucky Brand // Flats: J.Crew (on sale) // Bracelet: c/o Lotus Blossom Designs // backpack: c/o Chicnova|
Last night I spent an hour with a group of girls between the ages 8 and 12 talking about going back to school and making friends. We played games, drank raspberry lemonade, and tried to untangle ourselves from the human knot. I wanted so badly to let them understand that they choose whatever this next year is going to be, just like we choose. Happiness or misery isn’t something that is handed to us. It is something we find, something we create, or at least something we choose.
Sometimes its so easy to choose happy. Like last night, when Ben came home with two dozen roses and lots of kisses. Its easy to choose happy when my wonderful husband tells me he asked for surprise time off and we’re taking a little road trip this month. It hardly seems like a choice when I’m whisked off for chocolate fondu in my favorite pair of heels and as we sit close and whisper about our favorite moments these past two years I wonder how I’d choose anything else. Mostly with Ben choosing happy is easy, that might be party of why I married him.
Sometimes its harder. And sometimes I don’t do it. Sometimes I catch myself falling victim to the lie that my circumstances dictate my mood or the choices of others dictate my happiness. But they don’t. They might effect how hard the choice to be happy is, but it is always a choice.
A few other things that are helping me choose happy:
- spending time with the most giggly boy I’ve ever met
- leather backpacks and the start of a new class – nothing makes me love studying like being away for awhile
- having the ultimate conversation piece sitting on my table
- neon flats (pink is sold out but I’m loving the green)
- learning to shoot in manual with Ben (these pictures were his first ever attempt) and having so much fun with it
- anniversary texts and reminiscing about two years of marriage
Happy Wednesday 🙂