Sometimes we just have to smile...


Life isn't always roses; I know this, I appreciate this, and I never expected it to be. I know that there were always going to be good days and bad days and, yes, the latter were always going to form the majority. Life doesn't always follow those little paths that you want it to – sometimes you lose control and you need to put your life in someone else’s hands or seek guidance from others. Asking for help is not weak, nor is it an embarrassment. Everybody needs a little helping hand from time to time.

I find that, in the short-term, it is so easy to look at life through rose-tinted glasses. You wake up in the morning, birds singing the morning song, burst of light from the early sunshine peeping through your curtains, and a day ready to be faced with vigour and strength. Jumping out of the shower into freshly laundered Egyptian cotton towels, a cool breeze making its way through the window, the smell of freshly brewed coffee tantalizing your senses and you feel alive. Coffee sipped, outfit on, your favourite [and most faithful] heels stepped into, hair made, and a classy flash of colour from your favourite red lipstick and you are ready to face the world, smiling to your heart’s content.

I know that, in real life, people rarely lead lives like these. In all honesty, I don’t think I have ever had a morning that started just quite so perfectly. It is, in its true essence, a highly romantic view on how a day should start; anybody who expects this day in and day out is going to be sorely disappointed and unfortunately it would just lead to a spiral of unhappiness. What I envy most about people is that for some, putting on your favourite lipstick and greeting the world with a happy smile is the norm – it doesn't have to be a product of the ‘perfect morning’, nor the product of a ‘perfect life’, it is just the way they are and they can naturally see the world through these rose-tinted glasses. I envy that, no matter how they are feeling, no matter what has happened, they can still compose themselves and act like nothing is at all wrong. I, on the other hand, can only wear that smile for as long as my facial muscles will hold it (which, as I've learnt from work, is about 10 hours until it starts to lag - big time).

I can’t keep up the fa├žade that everything is peachy and, before I can curse and accept my downfall, true emotions start to flow. Today should be an awful day - I woke up late with a sopping wet cat sitting on my stomach, paw prints all over the fresh bedding (thank you Sky), the rain was pouring, my head was pounding, I didn't really want to do anything. In fact, as I sit here it's nearly 3pm and I've done nothing with my day - I'm on a total downer from a lovely weekend in London (post to come). The only think that making it marginally better is the coffee in my new Harry Potter mug and the heat from the radiator enveloping me in warmth. I guess I've grown to accept that bad days do come and go, they aren't to be dwelt on. Previously I would've shot myself down with feelings of laziness and failure but now, well, I just have to smile.

Dolly Parton once said: "the way I see it, if you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain". For once, and this really excites me, I think I'm finally learning that this is just how life goes. It isn't all bad, but it isn't all good, and that's perfectly okay. 
(image from pinterest)


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2 comments:

  1. Put the kettle on again and pour a hot, bubbly bath. That's what I do on days like that!! :)

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    1. I like your thinking honey, I think I'll do just that...!xX

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