I realized today that I don’t laugh as much as I should. So, I made an effort to laugh today (and provide photo documentation of said laughter, naturally). I’ve been so caught up in how much I don’t like working long hours all day every day, that I haven’t taken the time to enjoy the little things. Like tonight, I stood on the roof of my apartment building in Brooklyn, and watched fireworks. I was alone, and everything was quiet, and I just stood there and watched the sky light up in the distance. And I remembered how much I love this city, and how happy I am to be here.
This week, I was in charge of a little “drama camp” with three adorable six-year-old girls. Together, we wrote a play called “The Queen, the Unicorn and the Fairy Princess,” and performed it for their moms on Wednesday. There’s something so wonderfully special about a child’s imagination. The three of them came up with a story about a fairy that could change the weather, puppies that could plant flowers, unicorns that could fly, and friendship triumphing over evil. And it was such a nice change of pace to do something that left me feeling like I actually accomplished something. I felt a little surge of pride when the girls took their bows after their performance. And to see their moms light up with pride made me feel like I had actually done something that mattered. It reminded me of the days when my sister and I and our friends would perform shows in our basement for our parents. And I felt like I could finally reconnect with that kid that’s still inside of me—that little kid who used to sing and dance and make up skits. And I realized in an instant how far I’ve come and how much closer I get to achieving those childhood dreams every day.
I’ve been in a bit of a slump lately, mainly because working in the food industry is enough to crush anyone’s spirit just a little. And sometimes I just feel like I’m drowning in a bunch of needless stress. Today, I took some time to just do some little things that made me happy: I decorated my room (I recently moved into a new apartment and my room has been a trashy mess until today), I dyed my hair just for fun, I treated myself to some ice cream, and watched the fireworks. None of those things seem like much, but I truly feel happy and rejuvenated. It’s really, really important to stop and enjoy the little things.
Sometimes, I get frustrated because things aren’t perfect. Well, a perfect life would be pretty boring. At the end of the day, the only person’s life I want is mine. Because I’ve worked hard for everything I’ve got, and I’m proud of that fact. I may be tired and a little frustrated at times, but everything—and I mean everything—I’m doing is getting me one step closer to where I want to be. And things will fall into place when the time is right. I have to keep reminding myself that even the worst situations have a silver lining. I just have to keep pushing forward.