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This was almost 2 years ago. And I can't even.
People are always saying this. Mothers are always saying this. I say this. Because I just, can't. I can’t believe how fast it’s going. Some people are like, well, duh, it’s called life. It moves fast.
My daughter is going to be 6 soon. And although I hear about fancy camps and European vacations and they all sound lovely, I think I’m joining the kids club this summer. And that means my butt will be permanently sitting next to my rugrats. This sounds intimidating, because I have so much work to do and I feel there’s simply never enough time. But here’s the thing. My little first born is going to be 6, my twin sons are going to be 2 and I don’t care if I get chiggers all over my body this summer, I’m joining the kids club and we’re calling it summer of seventeen.
My Mother said to me recently, “it takes so much work to be sad.” “be happy. It’s so much easier.” Sometimes easier said than done I think. But is it really? Isn’t happiness a choice? Choose joy.
There is value in your own joy. In fact, I’m pretty positive about it. Here’s why.
