At the time I brushed it off, didn't think too much about it. But lately I've been pondering his observation. Is it true? I don't smile as much as I used to? If not, why not?
I've never forgotten a certain line from the Billy Crystal film, City Slickers, when the wife says to her unhappy husband, "Go and find your smile." It's a wonderful line. It really is. Crystal's character was unhappy with his job and his life in general, as I recall. Going off on vacation with his buddies opened the door to adventure and new experiences and in the end he did indeed find his smile.
But for those of us living in the real world, perhaps it's not so easy. Children always seem to find a reason to smile; they're often pleased by very simple things. Teenagers have a harder time of it since they're often dealing with peer pressure, conflicts with parents and good old-fashioned acne. Still, if life blesses them with a good family and good skin, there should be a fair amount of smiles. But grown-ups? That's where things get tricky.
We just have so darn many responsibilities, don't we? I remember a time when I didn't. I smiled more when life was more carefree. And I smiled when I had a job I liked, money coming in, or when I was just plain having fun. Somewhere along the way I think I've stopped having fun.
So therefore I am making it my goal to pump more fun into my life. I'm not really sure how. But I am determined to find my smile.
Now which way did it go?