Happiness 2022
"I must learn to be content with being happier than I deserve." Jane Austen
Unexpected delays
Disappointing results
Change in plans
Misspelled words in texts or emails
COVID
These are the kind of things that cause the voice in my head to remind me of again and again of failure. Learning about the Enneagrams gave me language for this common attribute in Ones. We hear the voice in our heads scold how we have fallen short of a goal, whether or not it is controlled by us.
It is easier to allow others to make mistakes, fall short of their goals, and encourage them. I do not usually extend the same grace to me.
This past year, I have looked for ways to enjoy things out of my control. Last fall, I traveled home from Indiana to Arkansas after a busy week of activities. As I was driving to the airport--about a 2+ hour trip, I was notified that my flight was delayed several hours. I pulled over and bought a ticket to an exhibit at Newfields: the Indianapolis Museum of Art. I enjoyed a lovely afternoon exploring the museum and the special exhibition. I got to the airport in time for another delay of my flight and made use of the extra time to finish an assignment I had for my doc studies. My new flight had a stopover in Dallas. When I finally arrived in Dallas, all flights for the day were canceled.
I had been in touch with my daughter, who lives in Dallas, and she and her husband came to get me. I was happy to see them for the 24-hour layover I ended up having. While without my luggage, I could borrow shorts and a t-shirt of my daughter's while I washed my travel clothes. IYKYK. I now keep a few essentials in my travel bag for future overnight delays. This delay was a blessing. My daughter was on her first day of maternity leave and did not have to work. We enjoyed a lovely day together as she prepared for her daughter to be born. It was a relaxed day without schedules to hurry us along. Later that night, I flew home to AR and reflected on the unexpected gifts I was given in the delays: an afternoon in a museum to wander around, extra time for an assignment, and best of all--a little time with my daughter before she became a mother. If I had focused on the fact that my trip took 36+ hours to make instead of the 8 hours, I could be pretty upset. But I chose to be content and happier than I deserve to quote Jane.
A couple of weeks ago, at an annual check-up, my doctor reported that my blood work was superior and like no other patient she had seen. This may have gone to my head. I exercise and work on eating healthy; I may have disregarded my genes that may have accounted for the other part of the equation of superior blood work. A few days after this excellent report, I tested positive for COVID. I went from no symptoms to light symptoms to a COVID stupor. For 90 hours, I was in and out of sleep and barely was aware of my surroundings. I did miss visits to Amelia and Harry, not to mention many appointments that had been in the works. It has been a slow recovery that has been like no other. I have not taken a sick day in over 10 years and have been knocked down hard this time. So each day, I feel a little better than the day before and focus on happiness a little more.
Texts and pictures from my favorites have certainly made focusing on happiness even sweeter.
This can cause some happiness too!