Unexpected Blessings Bring The Most Happiness.

Today I have been blessed, and blessed abundantly. 

During the meeting at the office earlier this morning, our team was awarded the Team of the Month for February. I really didn't expect that coming, first because not all of us in the team aimed for extra productivity, and second because I have colleagues who went way beyond the incentive mark and produced a great number of output last month.

But, with some stroke of luck, we made it! I was really surprised when our name and photo appeared and we were called in front. And an added bonus - one of my teammates was awarded the Copywriter of the Month (and she's been receiving the award for three consecutive months now). Awesome!

Thank you!

I Am Lucky.

I've always believed in optimism, in looking at things from a positive perspective, and in believing that the world is a beautiful place. Many times, I have proven the benefit of this kind of thinking, and I believe I am a happier person today because of this mindset. 

It's not always like this, however. Despite my resolve to see the good in everything, there are still instances when I get blinded by the routine of everyday life. The predictability of my daily schedule sometimes makes everything dull, and there are times when I feel like my life is too ordinary - I end up complaining about the absence of excitement, of motivation, of passion in my life.

Then this morning aboard the jeepney on my way to work, while thinking about the tasks that lay ahead, about things that I consider important, I saw a couple of dirty homeless folks sleeping beside a building. They had no slippers, no pillows or blankets to keep them comfortable. All they had were plastic bags full of random stuff, maybe clothes, that barely covered their face and body from view.

Looking at those two men, or women I'm not sure, I remembered the things I stress about these days and suddenly realized how mundane my worries are. While I'm worrying about the absence of excitement in my life, these people are worrying every single day about the absence of a place where they can stay to spend the night. That picture showed me how lucky I am and how blessed my life is.

So from now on, every time I feel the need to complain about my life, I shall remember those homeless folks, sleeping beside a building, oblivious to individuals like me around them.

Somewhere, Somehow, Someone Is Blessed By Our Presence.

We don't even have to do a thing - our mere presence is enough to bless that person. And sometimes, we are not even aware of this.

Today started out almost perfectly for me, just because one person was at the right place at the right time. She did not do anything, she was just there right when I opened the door, about to get in just as I was about to get out - everything was a simple coincidence. But, that single coincidence was enough to brighten up my morning. And I realize, the person is not even aware that she has that effect on somebody that she doesn't even know. And all because she is who she is.

In our life, we are blessing people by being just the way we are. And around us, without us even knowing, someone is thankful that we are there.

With this revelation, I realize the importance of being true to ourselves at all times, so that the blessings that we give to others are always real.

"When I see you smile, I can face the world oh oh, you know I can do anything... When I see you smile... Baby when I see you smile at me."

P.S. Thanks to that someone who blesses me with her mere presence. Thanks for the inspiration. :)