Finding happy in a world full of upset

On Saturday, I did my third Color Run, the “Happiest 5K on the Planet.”

Now, lets be honest here. It was chilly. It was drizzly. It was early (for me). And I might have been a little bit grumpy for awhile because of all of that. But ultimately, the satisfaction of completing the 5K once again, along with seeing so many other people who were so legitimately HAPPY, it was hard to not find myself smiling from ear to ear.


I found a piece of happy in this world full of upset.

I’ve been having a hard time finding inner peace and happy lately, and I lay a piece of the blame on the media. Everywhere I read these days — be in on Facebook, news sites, Twitter, etc. — all I hear about is how upset people are. The world of up-to-the-minute news and opinions has created a breeding ground for negative feelings to gain legs and run.

Drama sells. I get that. Drama is interesting.  But drama is also exhausting.

Last fall I read a great post by Molly Parker entitled 5 things the media does to manufacture outrage. It was an interesting piece that really opened my eyes to how media is constantly subconsciously telling us we should be upset about something.

Should we be upset? Yes. Yes we should. There are countless things we should be upset about. Big things. Big issues. But there are also a lot of things we could handle with compassion instead of with outrage. We could seek to work together and find a middle ground instead of immediately finding anger.

I like to be happy. I want to be happy. I AM HAPPY.  But, also, I am over it. I am over outrage that just doesn’t make a whole lot of logical sense to me. I care. I care a lot about so many issues. But instead of getting upset, I seek to understand. As such, I want to focus on the positive things happening in life and learn from the negative. This is my goal, and its one I feel certain I can do.

Dear Mom…

Dear Mom,

Happy Mothers Day!! As you know, this day snuck up on me this year. It never registered with me that since May 1st was a Sunday, it meant this is the earliest date Mothers Day can land. 

Never. Registered.

As such, I’m sitting here 800 miles away having not mailed a card, gotten a gift, etc 

I guess looking ahead to special dates like this are something I still haven’t properly learned from you. I can always rely on you to remember special holidays and dates, and I don’t say thanks for that enough. But thank you…

Thank you for more things than I could ever say or write. 

As we get older, we find our parents to not only be our parents, but also our friends. And I don’t know what I’d do without your friendship… But at the end of the day, you’re my MOM, which carries so much more weight and meaning.

You are a confidant, advisor and comforter. I turn to you for support, in laughter, in tears, and for your unwavering and unconditional love.

Thank you. Thank you for always being here. 

I have learned so much from you, and I continue to learn everyday. I am absolutely who I am today thanks to you (and Dad.) I look forward to our daily talks that just complete my day — whether we talk late or early. I love how we can talk for hours on end. I love that you are my Mom… and my friend.

So as I sit here so far away, wallowing in my lack of preparedness, know you ar right here with me in my heart, in my actions, in my thoughts, and in my prayers — no matter what day it is. As such, too, I am with you in spirit. I love you, Mom, and thank you feels inadequate. But… Thank you. You mean the world to me… Happy Mother’s Day! ❤️💕💖

Love always…


The wife of a touring musician tells it like she sees it…

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