Where did this long Memorial Day weekend go? It seems like just yesterday I was packing up my work bag and leaving the office eager for an extended weekend. I guess what they say really is true. When you are happy and having fun, time flys by. It was not as if anything major made my weekend such a memorable one. Rather, I was finding happiness in the little things. Then it hit me. What I thought were the “little things” in my life were not that little. They are what consume me and make me who I am.
My weekend was spent trying to break out of my comfort zone and get back to the things that I used to enjoy doing. On Friday night I took my niece and sister out for dinner and followed it with a “quick” Target run. Saturday, I helped my mom with loading wood so that she could build her new porch. She did the building, I mainly just watched as I dislike manual labor. Later that evening, I went over for a family dinner and had delicious steaks and rhubarb pie. I concluded the night by driving to a friends house and watching the NBA Finals while enjoying a beer. P.S. I don’t really like basketball.
Sunday was more of the same. I spent time with family and then drove to my old hometown to take engagement photos for my best friend. While I was taking photos, I got asked to be a groomsman in his wedding. This means that I get to go to Mexico to see my best friend tie the knot. After our photoshoot, we went out, had a few beers, and just talked for the first time in a long time.
Monday was another incredible and powerful day. Since it was Memorial Day, my family and I drove to Fort Snelling Cemetery to see my grandpa. Once we got back, I decided that I wanted to be a superhero and I attempted the Murph Challenge. This is a 1 mile run followed by 100 pullups, 200 pushups, 300 squats, and finished with another mile. Yeah, I am sore today.
You know what? Being sore is perfectly fine with me because I am beyond happy. There is just this feeling inside of me that I am whole again and finally getting back to my old self. For the first time in a long time, I did not let food and my health goals dictate my life. Over the past five years, I would rarely attend family functions, go out with friends, or do anything spontaneously. Why? For two reasons. Reason one is my fear of food. Fear consumes my thoughts that if I go out with friends, I wont have control of what I eat. The second reason is the fact that I like routine. I like waking up everyday at the same time, eat at the same time, be in bed by a certain time. These two factors are basically what my day is prioritized around.
It felt liberating to be me and to not have a negative thought in my head for the entire weekend. I didn’t plan, didn’t prioritize, I simply lived in the moment. After reflecting on this last weekend, I realized that I had been searching for all of the wrong things. That feeling of happiness wasn’t in a fancy car or a million dollar house, it was right in front of my eyes. That feeling of happiness was the collection of what I thought were the “little things” in life. It was being around my family, friends, and enjoying life for the moment.
So no matter where you are in life, take a moment and appreciate what you presume as the little things in life. Appreciate your family and friends, and the moments that you make with them. This is what happiness is all about and this is how you will find true happiness.
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