Smile

When I don't exactly know what to do...I smile. Somehow that seems to diffuse too much happiness or too little happiness. That may sound weird, but it's true. A smile is on the brightside of life but not too far that you become oblivious to the realities around you.
I have smiled a lot this week. I got to see that my friend Lee was sick, but ok. That made me smile. I got talk to my friend Megan briefly today, she makes me smile. I was able to think about the potential things I'll be doing with Steve over the summer, that made me smile. I watched my boys play soccer, that made me smile. I made a hamburger out of leftovers in the kitchen, that made me smile. I was invited to a weekend in Pachuca, that made me smile. I felt alone and didn't know what to do, that made me smile. I felt rejected and unwanted, that made me smile. I realized my own inadequacies, that made me smile. I was in a lot of pain, that made me smile. I was almost too tired to function, that made me smile. I realized that I'm loved by a LOT of people but perhaps only wanted by few, that made me smile. I've been smiling in the good and the bad. Life is good and so I smile.