It’s Friday—the end of a week in which there seems to have been doom and gloom at every turn. This morning as I was driving to work it seemed to hit me like a ton of bricks.
On my drive into work I like to listen to a program on CBC Radio One called The Story From Here. It broadcasts stories about everyday lives of Canadians from all over the country and most of the time the stories are inspiring and uplifting. This morning though, I was a bit later leaving home, and the news was on instead. I listened for a while until I couldn’t take it anymore and switched to NPR. Bad decision—the news on NPR was even worse.
So, I clicked off the radio and drove in silence the rest of the way.
I arrived at the office feeling down in the dumps, telling myself that my attitude was my own choice and I could choose how to experience the day. Despite things that are happening that I find to be extremely distasteful I can still make a choice about my attitude. The self talk continued as I walked from my car toward the office.
Then I fell into step with a man who works in a different department. We chatted for only a few minutes; he told me of an experience he had earlier in the week and we both chuckled over it. That brief moment of laughter lifted me out of my funk and I arrived in my office, if not overjoyed to be there, not completely dreading the day ahead.
Sometimes keeping our eyes open for brief moments of happiness makes all the difference.