Find Happy Things. Clutch Them.

I watched It’s a Wonderful Life late last night, by myself. Dutch brought me a couple of See’s chocolates, which I ate on the couch, wrapped in the thick afghan my mother-in-law crocheted for me. It hit the reset button on my Christmas spirit.

I’ve been lowly as we cope with Jack’s unpredictable aggression, no school, and cold snowy weather. But George Bailey pulled me out of my blue state.

My mom loves a movie or a book with a good message. It’s a Wonderful Life is full of them:

Good friends are priceless.

There are more important things in life than fancy houses, cars, and clothes.

Real riches are the loved ones around us.

Selflessness trumps selfishness.

One person can have a tremendous, positive impact on countless lives.

A simple life is still a good life.

In sum, it’s a Shirley-approved movie.

Then I watched Napoleon Dynamite with Henry and Dutch. Loud laughter ensued, making spirits bright.

This was good, as the next day involved a major public meltdown in a crowded place and a subsequent shriveling of my will to finish out Christmas Break.

One has to pluck the happy moments and clutch them, like George Bailey holding Mary and his children as they sing “Auld Lang Syne.” Forget the past. Find the good happening right now and grab onto it.

Also, I hung up my grandma’s quilts.



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