this made my mommy cry
June 6, 2010 § 3 Comments
Positivity Is a Choice
I’m 17 and crazy. Not the type of crazy one may think is mentally unstable, because I am completely sane. Most people think I am out of my mind. I am in my mind, in fact in my opinion, I am way too introspective. However, it is their choice to pin-point me as crazy. All I care about are my choices of how I live a fulfilling life. I choose to be happy. I choose to live life to the fullest. I choose to learn from my mistakes and move on. I choose to spread joy by making someone’s day. That is because we only have so many chances to live another. I am happy and not afraid to show it.
Every day I wake up in the morning and say to myself: “This is going to be a good day. You know why, Desi? You are alive.”
I walk through the hallways of school as I listen to students complaining about the scorching weather or heavy homework load. I give them my best advice and breathe out my own problems through breathing exercises with incantations. This is the way I was brought up: to replace complaints with a smile and to give more than receive. I couldn’t image my life any other way.
My passion for staying positive through tough times was inspired from what my mother used to tell me when I was younger: “Are you going to choose to be happy or miserable in this life?”
I told my mom in fifth grade that I would choose to be happy, and it’s made me into the person that I am today. Although the magic of my mother’s words didn’t sink in until the past year, I feel as if I have been living by my philosophy my entire life.
My philosophies on how I live life are inspired by a variety of role models who have made a change in the world. My thoughts are inspired by my mother, His Holiness the 14thDalai Lama of Tibet, Mahatma Ghandi, Morrie Schwartz, and Martin Luther King Jr. I plan on following in their footsteps to change this world into a kinder place to live. Positivity changes lives. This, I believe.