It is still dark outside. My family is asleep.
I haven’t gotten dressed yet. I still have on my pyjamas. Soon I will go upstairs and shower. I will brush and floss my teeth, and put on deodorant. I will put on a clean pair of underwear, a clean bra, then socks, jeans and a t-shirt.
After I am dressed, it will be time to put on my face. No, not make-up, foundation, or eyeliner, my real face.
My face is something I have a choice about. I have given myself four choices today for my face.
Four Choices for A Face
A. Happy. I can choose to smile today, and be happy. I will be happy today and think of all the things I am grateful for.
B. Sad. Today I will cry. I will weep and focus on all that is missing in my life. I will not notice the sunrise or the bird that is singing on my bird feeder. Today I will only notice what is wrong in my life.
C. Angry. I can paint on an angry face. I can hold a grudge, and have steam coming out of my ears. I can choose not to forgive and harbour resentment.
D. Neutral. My face can have no expression. I can decide to be neutral, to keep all of my feelings inside, and isolate myself.
Hmmm, what will I choose. I really do have a choice. No one can make me angry, or sad, or happy. How I act is my choice. I am responsible to put on my own face. Just like it is my responsibility to remember my deodorant.
Today I choose A. I will be happy.
What face will you put on today? It’s your choice.