Christy Gossett is the perfect person for our first guest post on the series, How She Found the Marbles. She is the queen of sparkle and exclamation points over at Insanity is not an Option, though her life was not always glitter and tiaras. Here is Christy’s story:
I’m a very happy person, I really am! I love my life! I’m almost obnoxious at times with my happiness and I don’t care, because I’m happy!
I wasn’t always a happy person. Not at all.
I was a happy child, a happy teen and a happy young adult. I was a really happy person for a really long time, but “life” got to me. I became very unhappy somewhere in my 20’s and remained that way for a long time.
I was in a well-paid but dead-end job in a city I couldn’t stand and I think this was really the major contributor to my anger. Everything made me mad or irritated me. My marriage was struggling. I didn’t even really enjoy my children. I didn’t enjoy much at all. I was in survival mode.
I began worrying about my health. I did after all have 6 children that relied on me and if I kept this up, I wouldn’t be around for them. So I started looking for my “happy place”. It had to be there, just had to be. I deserved better and so did my family.
A life change was in order for sure. First off, the job had to go. Then my family and I relocated. Slowly but surely, I started noticing the good things in life again. I started spending more time with my children and paying more attention to my husband. I wasn’t as angry, but was still far from happy. Then one day, like a ton of bricks, it hit me.
I grew up in a family of 3 girls. I had 4 daughters of my own. I had watched every Disney Princess movie on the planet multiple times, a ga-zillion even! I didn’t pay enough attention.
While watching Cinderella with my daughter one day, it struck me how happy this princess was. Her dad died, her wicked step-mom and hideous step-sisters treated her like a slave, she dressed in rags and her only friends were woodland creatures, but she was happy.
Snow white? Happy! Her evil step-mom went so far as to hire a huntsman to kill and dismember her but the guy felt sorry for her and sent her on her way. She ends up living with 7 little dudes that she constantly has to clean up after and cook for. But guess what? She was happy!
Then you have sleeping beauty. Cursed at birth by an evil fairy to die at the age of 16, the good fairies took her away to raise her as a peasant deep in the woods. But hey, just look at her, she’s happy!
How could this be? They all had such horrible lives by circumstance but they were happy and smiling! What was so different between them and me (other than the obvious like I’m not animated, I have bills and I’m not a princess)?
Then about a year ago, I sat down and watched Disney’s Enchanted. Giselle, a happy animated princess, was cast from her home by her true love’s wicked step-mom and thrown into the “real world” to live in a place without “happily ever afters”. Yea, bet she’ll stop smiling now! Bet she won’t be happy all of the time anymore either. Bet ya!
I was wrong.
I loved this movie. It made me happy! Yes, a movie made me, the unhappy one, happy! It wasn’t just the movie itself that was making me smile, it was the fact that I all of a sudden “got it”.
I used to do all of those things, years ago, before I let life get me down. Life didn’t let me down though, I did that and I could change it!
I began skipping again on a regular basis, skipping is after all my favorite! I began singing around the apartment, then in the grocery store, while riding bikes and everywhere I went. Oh, and I started dancing. I’m not a good dancer by any means, but you can’t dance with a frown on your face!
Day by day, my life got better. Instead of just working hard to please others, I was happy and the people around me were happier too.
You may ask yourself, does this crazy lady actually sing, skip, twirl, and dance in public places for all to ridicule? Of course I do! You may ask, does she really attribute her happiness to a Disney movie? Not necessarily. The concept? Most definitely. Don’t people look at you like you’ve lost your marbles? You bet your sweet bippity boppity boo they do! Do I care? I absolutely do NOT! I’m happy!
Life is a beautiful thing. Don’t waste a minute of it being miserable. You’ll never get those minutes back and I’ve wasted entirely too many!
Christy Gossett is the author and sparkle queen of Insanity is not an Option. Although she realizes that insanity IS an option, she chooses not to take that route! She is the WAHM of 6 kids from the ages of 22 all the way down to 3. She blogs, rants, reviews, and raves all in an attempt to maintain her sanity. Skip on over to the asylum to see how she’s doing! You can also find Christy on Facebook and Twitter.