The other day as I was visiting with a friend, I was reminded of a challenge that I came across in a scrapbooking magazine. The challenge was to come up with 100 things that make you happy. It sounded like fun and so I did it. I thought it would be hard to come up with so many but once I got going, I easily passed 100 and had to make myself stop writing.
I would like to post this challenge to you. Can you come up with 100 things that make you happy? I would hope that you can.
What you do with the list is up to you. The magazine suggested you scrapbook the list. (I, however, can’t even seem to find it.) Maybe you could post it up somewhere so you can see it often. It’s a reminder that there are so many good things in life.
While I can’t find my original list, I do know some of the things on it, and I’d like to share of few with you (in no particular order).
I love the smell of Crayola crayons, fresh cut grass, and new shower curtains.
I love the sound of the ocean waves hitting the beach and Bubba’s laugh.
Gadgets for organizing make me happy, so does a freshly made bed sprayed with Lysol.
I’m happy when I make my husband laugh.
I’m happy when I hear Sassy singing a worship song, sitting at home in the middle of the week.
Baskin Robbins Peanut Butter and Chocolate ice cream makes me happy (fat, but definitely happy).
I love sitting in front of the fireplace and listening to Enya while it rains.
I love when Howdy holds my hand, even though he would never admit to doing so.
These are just a few of the things that make me happy. What makes you happy? I imagine this challenge will be easier for women. I think our brains are just wired to think along such paths. But try it. I would love for you to share some of them with me, but you don’t have to.
Sometimes we get so bogged down in the news and circumstances of the day, that we forget life is full of good things. So, grab a pen and paper and try to come up with 100 of the things that you look forward to in life. And I hope that you have to force yourself to stop writing because you’re running out of paper.