It really is the little things in life that matter the most. I have been extremely happy lately. From a macro level it has been pretty easy to figure out. I enjoy the business that I am in, and the tasks that I complete on a daily basis. I have a wonderful girlfriend who is amazingly kind to me. I’m enjoying my studies in school. But why is this making me as happy as I am?

I believe the overarching happiness is better seen on a granular or micro level. For instance, one of the reasons I’m actually writing this blog today, is because I got a little bit of prodding from a new friend in my life that knew I had made a commitment to blogging once a week. After not seeing any words coming from me for well over a month, I got a pleasant email from her basically reaffirming my commitment to myself. Having friends that care enough to hold you accountable is a nice feeling. Thanks Julie.

Another thing that put a huge smile on my face today was a little trip to the mail box. In today’s world of digital communication, email, voicemail, texting, etc, it’s a rarity to get meaning snail mail. Today was different. Being Wednesday, I have grown accustomed to it be “Junk Mai Day.” The day you get all the flyers and coupons to places you never go to – you get these too right? J Well today I pull out what I expect to be junk and low and behold, I found a hand written envelope from a friend I haven’t talked to in quite a while. It was a little heavy, so I ripped it open to find a card, along with a Monopoly Board magnet. Scribbled inside was just a note that said she had been thinking about me. It was perfect. Thanks Ellen.

And I can’t forget my wonderful girlfriend. For the first time ever I feel a sense of true completeness. I don’t mean that in the Jerry McGuire “You had me at hello,” way, no, it is a total feeling of being whole. She has all of the attributes I could ask for. She’s beautiful, intelligent, compassionate, and ambitious. But more importantly, it’s the little things; the way she looks at me, the way she kisses me, and the way she just wants to be with me. Thanks Kathy.

It really is an odd feeling more me. I’m not used to being genuinely happy for an extended period of time, but after a week of carrying a big smile on my face, I’m kind of getting used to it. I’m enjoying the little things.

More to come.