You know those days that you feel like your day is in the complete dumps...(girls not the days that are your time of the month)... but the days that you feel as if you were to do one more thing at fault and imperfected that it could go down in the record book? That was my day a couple days ago. I despise running. I hate it. Singing and running are not things I was blessed with but when my day is at an all time low I have to run it out. So that is just what I did.. I put on my running kicks and ran and ran until I felt like I was either going to pass out or puke.
I decided to take it easy for a bit and to just sit on the grass (at a church nearby) and before I knew it the kindest hand gently tapped me on the shoulder. I looked up and it was an old man, with the biggest smile that could light up any room. He said," I had no intensions of coming over here, in fact I tried everything in my might not to but everything inside of me kept on insisting of me to come over... " The conversation soon led to him telling me about how he had recently lost his sweet wife. Then he told me (not knowing that I had been having a hard day) "My wife loved quotes, and her favorite quotes were always Marjorie Pay Hinckley's. She also loved to smile along with myself, smiling is my favorite hobby." Then he quoted to me one of Marjorie Pay Hinckley quotes."The only way to get through life is to laugh your way through it. You either have to laugh or cry. I prefer to laugh. Crying gives me a headache."
He gave me one last smile and then was on his way...
During our time here on this earth, optimism can be our escape. Smiling is contagious, I know it because everyone else's smiles always seems to make me crack one. & even on the hard and bitter days, we still have so much to be thankful for and as the wise old man had said with a smile... "smiling is my hobby."