Are you happy for other people? Or just pissed at life?

17 September 2010

I was thinking today about how happy I am for the successes of my friends and family.  New jobs, new houses, new cars, marriages, even babies.  Though with that last one there is usually a twinge or two of the ‘waiting for my turn’ thing.  There have been several really wonderful things have happened lately and I am filled with excitement because these people, they deserve it.  My friend Steph just got pretty close to her dream job.  Danielle just bought a gorgeous new house, so did my friend Amy.  My friend Holly just finished her book.  Our friend who spent time in Afghanistan & has been concentrating on her military career, is having her first baby.  Her husband is opening his own business doing what he loves.  My friend Amy is in love.  My friend Stephanie has a really great thing she’s making a decision about that I’ve been sworn to secrecy and can’t share.  And there are many more that I’m not mentioning.

They work their asses off, they make sometimes difficult decisions to get there, and they are really amazing people.  Even the ones who make everything look effortless, I see behind the mirror at how hard they are working to live that ‘effortless’ life.    

I think though that my happiness for them comes from a place of being happy myself.  When you love your life, even on the shitty tough days… and believe you me, there are those days,  it’s hard to respond to things in a jealous, angry, bitter, or resentful way.   

Does it suck being on this infertility journey?  You bet your ass.  Am I going to be an asshole to my friend Jordan who just had the cutest little baby ever?  Or Bunny or Lori for having happy sweet little girls in the cutest dresses that you ever could imagine?  Should I sit around and just bitch about them to make myself feel better?  Stupid Jordan, Lori and Bunny and their stupid cute babies.  None of them kicked me in the taco to cause the infertility, so why the heck would I be anything less than thrilled for their happiness? 

My friend just bought her daughter a brand new white BMW for her sixteenth birthday.  The huge bow, the ribbon, the surprise, it is the stuff teenage dreams are made of, this gift.  Hell, it’s the stuff thirty-four year old dreams are made of, think they’ll adopt me?  Was it wildly generous and crazy?  Hell yes, but what an amazing thing to be able to do for your daughter.  People in her life see that gift she gave, call her stuck up, or spoiled or any number of other things that come from jealousy.   They must forget that there was once a time that she was scraping pennies to pay her rent as a single mom, but I was right there with her then too.  Her happiness, watching her LOVE every bit of her life, and buy her daughter a BMW ?  It makes me happy. 

Some of the motivation behind this post is coming from the success of this space.  I am, by no means a blogging superstar.  Not even close.  And yet, there are people who are unnaturally angry, unsupportive, bitter, or confused that I’ve had all of you awesome sauce peeps reading daily.  I don’t get it.  These are people in my life in some way, not strangers.  You’re pissed because I like to ‘Martha’ shit up and talk about it to other people who enjoy reading it?  You’re pissed because I get paid to do something I love? 

You are kidding me right? 

You have to be pretty miserable to be in that place.  Hell, I don’t even feel that way about former friends or my ex boyfriends.  I want them to be happy too.  Even the ones who were assholes to me for no reason, when they’re happy they’re less likely to be assholes.

Lest you mistake me for an angel, I wasn’t always this person.  Why would he ask her to prom?  She must be puking up lunch to fit into that pair of jeans.  Twenty bucks says she’s going to dump him after he pays for that new car.  She must be sleeping with someone if she got promoted.  His daddy must have made the down payment on that condo.  And on and on.

And then, it’s amazing… I grew up. 

I married the love of my life who doesn’t sit on his ass, get this… he helps a lot around the house and actively parents our child.   I have a great kid who is generally well behaved, maddening sometimes, but whom I love more than I ever thought possible.  My friends are there for me any time day or night and send me sweet cards and hold my hand through the tough parts because they know I’d do the same in return.   I am doing a job that never thought I would do, staying home with Finn,  but I love it.  The blogging and writing, it is a bonus.  It sounds stupid, it sounds trite, but my life?   It’s charmed.  I know this. 

I am grateful for this life every single minute I’m living it.  That’s right, grateful.

Along with the charmed, there are shitty days, budget constraints, and fights with my husband.  I just try not to wallow for too long in the misery shit.  The misery and unhappiness will suffocate you if you let it.  I don’t get off on the drama.  I walk away from things that are just not working, as difficult as those decisions might be to make.  I want peace and happiness around me, I want to be there for my friends when they need me, I want to enjoy my husband and our life together.  And mostly, I want to oogle your cute new baby, I want to oooh and ahhh over the pictures of your new house, I want to dance at your wedding, and I want YOU to be happy.  Yes, even you.

Because I am.

26 comments:

Samantha said...

So very, very true. :)

Bunny @ 86n It said...

Honey, I would never in a gazillion years kick you in the taco.

And I couldn't agree with you more in this post. When did I too become this loving, happy, grateful person? I'm not sure, but I'm glad I did.

To quote one of your favs: If you want to be happy, be. - Leo Tolstoy

mommara said...

What a beautifully true post and I completely agree. Man, growing up is something huh?

and yes that car, are the dreams of this 30 yr old too. Big red bow and all. lol

michele said...

this post just made me love you even more <3

Jennie said...

I love this.

I like to say that people who are happy and at peace with their choices never begrudge or judge someone for choosing differently.

This is like the flip side of that, anyone who is really at peace and happy won't slight another person's happiness.

I think I'm going to make a new rule: only be friends with people who celebrate your joys and whose joys you want to celebrate.

Katie @ On the Banks of Squaw Creek said...

I just shared this on facebook. It's awesome. I love the whole thing. It made me giggle and made me think. You are awesome. :)

Stacy Kaye said...

This is a great post. I often wonder why so many people are so angry at others in life. I have one acquaintance that is consistently "badmouthing" others. Things like "yeah, their brand new house is nice, but did you see how tiny the kitchen is? I would NEVER want that." or "They are married but did you see her dress? It did NOTHING for her figure!" Really? Just be happy! Thanks for posting this!

Razz My Berries said...

I Loved this.... Everything you said is very true. thank you so much for posting this. ive come across some people that with out even openning their mouths you can just see the envy oosing out of their bodies ,and ive stayed away and remember misery loves company ,but i wont be part of it.

and to
jeanie ( Thats a fantastic new rule)

Michelle said...

Jennie, you could NOT have said it better. LOVE that.

Elise said...

I love you, M. Theres a reason your life is so charmed, you deserve it! Good things come to good people, and so does strength to make it through the bad.

Amy said...

Great post, Michelle. I know you're happy with your life the way it is, but thanks to karma, I know that even more good things are coming your way...without a doubt.

Bridget said...

:) that's all I have to say.

~*Jess*~ said...

You are amazing my friend, and that is all.

Mommy Lisa said...

Seriously? How could someone resent your cute and awesome blog. I <3 it so much. I NEED it! :)

Meg said...

awwww, this is the sweetest post ever. mean people suck.

Holly said...

This is a flash of sheer brilliance. I got a little choked up reading this even for so many reasons...I could probably write a whole post.

I am writing a post about my high school reunion and there were so many people who were just unhappy with their lives and couldn't find a nice thing to say about anyone...one asshole even asked when I was getting the braces for my kid..no I did not punch him.

Being able to accept your self and be happy for others, no mater what is happening in your own life is a true sign you have grown up. Although, just so you know, I consider myself to be mean and I love me a little snark now and then.

Thanks for the mention!
Holly

Two Normal Moms said...

I LOVE this post! LOVE IT! And I'm wondering if your friend that gave her daughter the BMW would adopt me, too? ;-) How cool will it be that her daughter can grown up and tell that story? That's an awesome once in a lifetime story to tell!

Ally

Lori said...

Love this post!!! And I, too, promise to never kick you in the taco!

Amy said...

I have this burning desire to post something sarcastic in the comments, to counteract all the mush, but even I can't bring myself to do it!! Love you!! :)

Bringing Pretty Back said...

I think this was GREAT!!!
Loved it!
sooooooo true!
Have a pretty day!
Kristin

Big Fat Gini said...

Admittedly, I'm guilty of a snarky comment (or five) here and there. It's part of who I am to observe and comment. But no, I don't walk around being bitter or poo-pooing other people's happiness. What's the point? It doesn't make me feel better and I don't think Karma likes it very much.

My lot in life isn't always fun, and it isn't always fair. But you make the best of it. And, life is a whole lot more fun when you've got good people on your side.

Great post!

tiffany said...

Love this!!

Debby Carroll said...

You are clearly a highly evolved person. (Oh and very funny, a big bonus!)

Courtney Dirks said...

This SO rings home for me...as Oprah says "your house should rise up to meet you" just like your friends should "rise up and root you on!" Sometimes it's easy to feel jealousy, like "why don't I have legs like hers?" or dang "wish I could remodel my house too," or an assortment of other things, but I truly enjoy seeing my friends rise to the top! I have to admit, I feel so blessed with so many wonderful friends, they are the cream of the crop their successes make me want to be a better person.

Teresa Meyer said...

You made my day. Thank you!!

claudie said...

Came by from Miss HollyL, love her.
I couldn't agree with you more on this one. It's always easier for people to be angry than happy. It takes less effort to be miserable than happy. I prefer to be happy.
It looks good on you.
Have a great weekend
Love Claudie
xoxo

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