How It Started

This is how it started.  I was actually rather frustrated because of the injustices I felt and I wanted to post it to the whole world.  Um...yeah.  Who wants to read of someone complaining all the time anyway?  There is enough of that going around.  I wanted something beautiful, I wanted to feel beautiful, not to dwell in my perceived misery.  So I decided to look for beautiful things in my life rather than those things which are not so beautiful.  I may write about things that frustrate me, but I intend to find something beautiful that came from those experiences.  So many of our blessings come in ways that we never expected, and I think that they are often so much more beautiful because of it.

Life is beautiful.

What's in a Name?

I've always wanted a pseudo-name, but I surprised myself by picking "Someone Beautiful." This isn't an egotistical name. I am just your average looking person, you wouldn't notice me from anyone else on the street, and this has never bothered me too much. Well, not usually. I do frustrate myself when I don't fix my hair nicely or run out of time to wear something nice and have to run where I am going. But mostly I have cared about how I fit in this world and where my place is in life and whether I am making a difference to anyone else. Someone Beautiful is an ideal I have in mind. To be kinder, more considerate and thoughtful, happy, patient, perfectly honest, an optimist, etc. I want to be like the teacher one remembers in elementary school who made all the difference, the person who was your friend when no one else was, and the person who smiles at you when you are having a bad day. I want to be Someone Beautiful.

End of Spring Break

I get to teach the little people at church on Sunday's and I absolutely love them! Today was quite the adventure because they were coming out of a week of no school. If I could have bottled up all their energy I'm sure I could be making millions with a new way to energize the earth. I'll have to work on that one. We had so much fun though. We sang energetic songs, songs about the Prophet and ancient prophets, and most importantly, songs about Jesus Christ and our Heavenly Father's love for us. With the one and a half year olds we sang, "I Am a Child of God," and although they don't talk yet, they all sang the song as they could. If you want to see God's love, watch it radiate from the face of a child who knows that God loves them. It was beautiful. Children are beautiful. Life is beautiful.

First One of the Year

I hit my first barbeque this weekend. I also went for my first real bike ride of the year to get there and back. I suppose I shouldn't have put the two together, but it was sure fun. I haven't had a nice greasy burger in a long time. Barbecues bring back lots of fun memories of being a kid and playing outside with all the people that I love. Luckily they are still just as fun.

Change of Perspective

When I originally thought of writing a happiness blog, or a "well that's what happens in life but we can still find beautiful and happy things" blog, I was thinking about a change of mind that I recently experienced. Sometimes life is hard, sometimes life is hard for a long time, but I have come to realize that we can either choose to dwell on it and think about it, and consider life as an injustice, or we can find the beautiful things that really are abundant in our lives, and all the blessings that God has given to us and are continually available for us. I think that with a focus on the beautiful things, and on the ways that we can help focus on others and their needs, we find that perhaps our problems aren't so large, or that someone else needs our focus more than we need our focus.

Life is beautiful.

Springtime

The sun is shining and everyone is out and about and smiling and happy. I love spring! I feel like I haven't heard the birds singing and people walking slowly in such a long time. I'm so glad that after winter spring and summer comes, even if it is late sometimes. It seems like a good parallel for life too. Bad things happen, but something good always seems to come next, even if it takes a little bit longer to get there than it seems it should. Life is beautiful.

Life Really is Beautiful

I really love sunflowers. I love how they grow on the sides of the road during the summer. It's as if they are really little sunbeams that flew from the sun and got stuck in the dirt where they grew to make us happy. Sunflowers are my flowers of preference. They are bright and cheerful, friendly, forgiving, and ever so happy.