Sometimes, when people meet me, they mistake my happiness for ditziness. It’s happened to me my whole life. It used to offend me … if I found out later. But now I just think it’s FUNNY.

Another common mistake: thinking that niceness = weakness. 

It does not.

I am happy because I choose to be happy. I have problems I could focus on, if I wanted to. I could let them drag me down. I could harp on them. But why? Why would I want to be unhappy, when I can be happy instead? 

This is something I’ve never understood about the people who are wallowing in their sorrows and can’t or don’t want to pull themselves out of it. These are usually the same people who think I’m ditzy.

I strongly feel that you get out of life what you put into it. I complain and bitch as much as the next person, but at the end of the day I really am happy with everything that I have. We get one chance to live this life. I recommend LIVING it, problems and all.

This concludes today’s sermon.