There are so many people walking around almost stepping on their lower lip and wearing a look that says l’m not very happy. When I get to talking to one of these sad sacks their outlook on life is pretty bleak. For a moment, I want to give into my merciful side and give these folks an excuse. It wasn’t their fault to be in a bad gene pool that gave them directions to the “it’s not my fault” trap. This is where people go that have given their pursuit of happiness away to a friend, or enemy, a situation, bad luck, the weather, you-name-it. Their happiness is never in their control. Happiness for these people is like trying to catch a falling star: not totally impossible, there is a chance. Because of this ray of hope I don’t believe people should be relegated to the junk heap of “it’s not my fault” with no chance to escape. What I do believe is that no matter how difficult change may be, change is possible for each of us. We have the right to make choices. If you embrace the good ones and try to side step most of the bad ones, you will find yourself where hope, love and laughter, self-esteem, and all the other words that define happiness resides.

See Ya,

Jack