The mystery of her irrepressible happiness
This evening, I was frustrated for a bit with the communication of someone; an adult with whom I’ve done business with for over ten years. I thought he was cold and rigid, and it ticked me off. Truth be told, I was a little hurt. Am I just a business transaction after a decade? I tried to let it go and see the greater blessings in the situation, but it still annoyed me. For about ten minutes, it affected my communication with my girl as I got impatient with her delaying on brushing her teeth. So, I explained myself. “Honey, it’s not you. I’m a little frustrated with someone’s communication.” She asked questions about the person as I told her, “It’s just a tiny thing. What’s important is you, that you’re safe, and…” Oh, I was trying to put it into perspective. Maybe she saw that. As she climbed into bed, she handed me a note she had written many moons ago and said, “Read this, Daddy.” It was one of my favorites from her, and, of course it made me smile.
While snuggling her to sleep I had to inquire…
Me – “When you get angry, do you hold onto it, you know, stay angry?”
I thought I already knew the answer, but maybe she is just very good at concealing it
Her – “No.”
Me – “You just let it go?”
Her – “Yes.”
Me – “You just let it go and get back to dancing and feeling good?”
Her – “Yeah.”
Me – “How do you do that? How do you do that so fast? Do you tell yourself to focus on getting happy again or do you just do it?”
Her – “I just do it.”
Me – “Yeah, but how? How do you let go?!!!”
Her – “I don’t know. I’m tired.”
And so this mystery of her seemingly indefatigable and irrepressible happiness continues.
Me – “I want to be like you when I grow up.”
Her – “You’re already grown up.”
Me – “Well, I learn from you.”
Thinking back on seven years with her, I’d have to say that I’ve seen her do two things to get back to happiness. One, she comes from love. She’ll reach out with a hug, say she’s sorry, write a note – some expression of love. Second, she puts herself into a physical state of happiness by jumping on the rebounder and singing, dancing or even being silly. And, just like that, she’s back in the zone. Her frustration, ninety percent of the time lasts only a couple minutes. The cloud blows on by and her sunny disposition is shining again.
Maybe it’s not a mystery.