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It's Going to be a Great Day!

It's going to be a Great Day!

Every morning I wake up, I believe it's going to be a Great Day!  First, I woke up. Sadly there are those that did not.

I've had two small heart attacks (if there is such a thing) and Double Bypass Heart Surgery, I live with heart disease. I believe everyday is an Amazing Day. I've decided my daily mantra is to tell anyone and everyone I come into contact with "It's going to be a Great Day". Yes, I understand my day may go to shit 15 min after starting work, but I am going to start every day being positive.  Happiness is a CHOICE!  I understand we all have "things" going on in our lives, not all of it is good. I have struggles myself but we don't have to let them control us.  I'm reminded of a quote I read -  
“It's not what happens to you, but how you react to it that matters.” — Epictetus

I've, as many others, have read quotes or seen the meme's that advise to be kind, to say nice words or do kind acts to others as we have no idea what they are going through. This never became more evident to me than the day I received a note from a young lady working at the convenience station near my apartment. I frequent this place a couple times a week and have for some time. When checking out (generally with the same young lady) I would always say "good morning" and that's it's going to be a Great Day!  I knew nothing about her or her situation, hell, didn't even know her name. I was just trying to be cheerful. 

After a couple weeks of my usual stop-ins she asked if she could give me something? I said yes as she handed me a small card. I didn't read it until I got in my car. This note was a handwritten "Thank You" for always being so positive in her world. I've since learned she is in the process of a rough divorce, trying to take care of her two young children and every other issue that comes with separation.


It's difficult to explain the joy I felt reading that note. Realizing I had made an impact on someone else's life by just being positive myself. We are constantly bombarded with bad news and events in daily life.  It's good to know even small gestures can brighten someone's day.
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