Think about something that drives you crazy. Now, think about something that makes you happy. Does it change your perspective on the former?
What drives me crazy? The injustice that I see around us in the world drives me crazy; the way the poor are invisible in the political discussions going on in our country gets me crazy. I get my crazy driven by the unreal amount of medical commercials shown on a daily basis on my t.v and yet we are still fighting for the legitimacy of the idea of affordable national health insurance coverage. A mouthful I know, but that does drive me crazy to no end.
Now that I have thought about what drives the crazy in me, the prompt wants me to shift gears and go to a happy place in my mind. Where shall I go? Yesterday, I gave a dollar to the Saint Jude Foundation, the charity that helps sick children who can't afford treatment, I felt happy that I had contributed. During the months of November and December and any other month when we can, my hubby and I always give at our supermarket to help our local food banks. That makes me happy and when we can, our local rescue mission gets the coats, boots and clothes that we have outgrown. That makes me happy. I also write a lot on my political blog and I sign as many petitions as possible relating to our lawmakers voting on legislation that would help those who are in need. That makes me happy as well.
Now what would really make me happy would be to see our country make the people, who don't have a voice, their priority, because when you have a nation as rich as ours, it is painful to see that we have such a large population of impoverished children who are food insecure and housing insecure on a daily basis. If I saw that change, that would indeed be a happy day.