These first ten months of marriage with Taylor have been... a lot. So much has transpired since that perfect day in October last year, when we took each other by the hand and agreed to forever together. It's a running joke amongst those who know us best (and even those who don't really know us much at all) that we can't seem to stay put in one spot for more than a couple of months at a time. We've moved more than any newly-wedded couple should move within the first year of marriage. We've had an array of reasons each time we've moved, which makes the fact that we've moved so much make sense-- but moving, nonetheless, is hard. I don't talk about it much, but I've been battling my health pretty consistently for the past couple of years-- and things have gotten pretty rough over the last little while. Taylor has been putting up with my "I don't feel good" bad-attitude (and I'm really, truly sorry that he has to deal with it so regularly). We've already killed off one car... and the two cars we own now are certainly fed up with all of our driving, I'm sure. They keep retaliating by breaking down in minor ways and begging us to repair them. We've had all sorts of unexpected expenses and bills that have come up as well. (#adulting) Life has been so full of so many things.
We had a certain individual (who is to remain unnamed) tell us a few months back that if they had the life we live, they wouldn't want to be alive anymore. Which, I guess is a round-about way of saying, "Your life totally sucks!" I didn't think much about the trials we've faced until I had someone I hardly know tell me how awful it must be to be me. I'm not typically very open about the difficulties I'm facing in life via social media. I'm also not trying to hide anything, either. I guess I'm just one of those people who chooses to focus on the things that are good; I like to focus on the things in my life that fill my heart with happiness and give my life meaning.
It was eye-opening to have someone else tell me how bad life must be because of the trials that I've faced. I've never viewed my life in that sort of a way. In all honesty, I feel like my life has been so blessed in so many ways. I can be as negative as the next girl, believe me, I complain about cramps, mean comments on social media, Kingsley licking my mouth, and whatever else comes up in my day-to-day life-- but I try my absolute best to see things in a good light.
I guess what I'm trying to say is this: I live a happy life. That doesn't mean that everything goes exactly the way that I want and that nothing bad ever happens to me. In fact, that's not even remotely true. What it does mean, however, is that life, despite the trials and mishaps that
may WILL arise, can be happy, wonderful and fulfilling. When my phone broke last week, I just laughed because I was geeking-out and hard-core pokemon-going. I didn't drop it or damage it in any way, it just turned off and wouldn't turn back on. I could have been mad and cursed Apple for giving me a faulty iPhone, but instead, Taylor and I laughed-- hard-- because we always manage to end up with broken things even though we don't ever do anything to break them. One of our cars needs new tires and the other one decided to join in on the fun and develop a leak... so we have been pumping it up every single morning because we haven't gotten it fixed yet. The light in our bedroom is broken, and we haven't gotten that fixed yet either, so we've been managing by using the lights on our cell-phones (until my phone broke, of course-- haha!!!).
Life is hysterical, if you have a sense of humor. Taylor has been one of the biggest keys to my happiness, lately. He helps me to see the grander scheme of things. When it comes down to it, broken phones, sick tummies, dumb car tires and mean people don't really matter all that much when you spend your days with people you love and doing things that make your soul feel complete. If your phone breaks, go on a hike-- when you find yourself on top of a mountain, you don't need your phone (because there's probably no cell service up there anyway). If you feel sick and weak, read your favorite book; get lost in a different world. When things go bad in life, make good things happen. We can't control the things that happen to us, but we can control how we respond to the hand that life deals us.
The trick to being happy is simply being happy. It's as easy as that. So be happy today, tomorrow, and everyday. Life's too short to spend another moment of it angry or upset.