We went to feed the ducks. I swear there were thousands...okay maybe 50 ducks.
It was a lot of ducks.
Jayden and Kaylie came with KacyAnn and I and we were throwing bread to all these ducks and I saw the happiness it brought to them to watch ducks fly across the pond, snatch a piece of the goodness and then fly away.
It made them happy.
Why did it make them happy? It was feeding ducks. It wasn't like they were riding the ducks, shooting the ducks, or even cracking jokes with the ducks. They were just feeding them some bread-some kind of moldy bread.
Why were they happy? Was it because the ducks tickled them? I didn't see any tickling ducks...
They were happy because they chose to be.
You chose to love, to be happy, to hold grudges, to foster hatred.
"Agency can either open a new door to greater growth, or put you into a closed corner." -Elder Hales.
Where do you chose to be?
And whether you're happy, sad, or angry remember the reason why?
Because you chose to.
Remind me that happiness is a choice when it starts snowing please :) Sometimes I forget.
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