Someone said something to me A while back.
“Life is short. You’ve gotta get excited about stuff.”
It was just through passing conversation about something on TV, and there it was. Hold it. Whaaat?
You know what, maybe I don’t—enough? I am a self-proclaimed optimist, but a cautious one. That’s the problem. Maybe I am missing out. Maybe I should get excited about things like the Olympics, the royal wedding, and Dancing with the Stars?
So, here goes. I am going to embark on an experiment to embrace the excitement. I am going to pledge to let the little things spark a little more joy. I am going to cheer on at least one cheesy TV show and silence my cynical side for a moment.
Joy. Plain and simple. Who can’t use a little more joy in their life? I want to put aside a worry or two and make room for a little more fun. A little more appreciation of the brevity of life. I want to show my kids that life should be fun and that it’s good to get excited about things.
What’s the worst that can happen? Maybe I’ll end up with an awful royal wedding mug, or lose a few hours of my life to watching bad reality TV, but maybe, just maybe, I’ll be just a little bit lighter—and a little bit more joyful.