New Years Day, 2016, and i’m looking at a quote I found this weekend about happiness. Elusive bastard, that happiness is. At this time last year I was just beginning to have difficulty walking, 2 weeks later I was hospitalized. 2 months later I was still learning to walk again. And during that period I thought I’d figured out how to focus and filter the value from the noise. It didn’t last.
Now I’m looking at this quote and trying to put my present and future into perspective.
I want to continue making efforts to focus my time and attention on things that’ll matter in the long run. My rapport with my kids. The manner in which I manage the separation and divorce i’m going through. The quality of the work I do that will reflect on and impact my career. My heath, which i’ve let slide this past year and now face the uphill battle to reclaim. The honesty I invoke with not only my friends and family, but myself as well.
I have a great deal of hope for the year ahead, that i’ll navigate the pathway with grace, compassion, insight, introspection and absolute consciousness and certainty in the choices I make. That, perhaps for me, is the most frightening concept i’ve faced in a long, long time. Because happiness does not appear to come from one aspect of one’s life, but from the entire collective, which for me, feels lined with complexities and conflict for some time to come.
What I have yet to master is to find happiness being able to change the things I can, and accept the things I can not.