And it’s the world’s friendliest thumbs-up battle.
Now I know why I like Frank so much. #JBFletcherForLife
Today I read this article about an interview where Pope Francis shared his 10 tips for happiness.
Trust this list, because this is the face of a man who knows happy:
Below are The Pope’s ten tips translated from Spanish by the Catholic News Service (and copied from the article above).
1. “Live and let live.”
2. “Be giving of yourself to others.”
3. “Proceed calmly” in life.
4. Have “a healthy sense of leisure.”
5. “Sunday is for family.”
6. Be “creative” with young people and find innovative ways to create dignified jobs.
7. Respect and take care of nature.
8. Stop being negative. “Letting go of negative things quickly is healthy,” he said.
9. “The worst thing of all is religious proselytism, which paralyzes.”
10. Work for peace. “We are living in a time of many wars,” he said. “The call for peace must be shouted.”
I think this is a perfect list, one that transcends any religion, any lifestyle. Sure, No.5 can be pretty Christian, but change your Sunday to Saturday or Friday or whatever, and remember the important thing is to designate time for family.
No.4 is definitely my favorite. Not because I’m particularly lazy or adept at free time (remember those few years where I worked full-time and nights and weekends?,) but because I do think that one in particular is imperative to accomplishing all other things on the list. Take some time to enjoy life and you can sure do a lot of good with the sense of contentment, happiness, etc. that go with taking a break for leisure.
I fucking hate writing personal statements.
Today I realized a big shift in my Facebook feed. What once–and I mean as recently as last year or perhaps even early this year–was all engagement ring selfies and shower snapshots and wedding photos, is now babies. Baby bumps, baby showers, baby swaddling, eating, smiling, pooping, baby is X-months-old!… just baby, baby, baby. Far more babies than life milestones like graduations, engagements, or new homes.
When did I get this old? Or this out of my demographic? I couldn’t be further from having a baby than I could be from getting engaged, graduating, or buying a house. I have to admit to being really shaken by this realization. I’ve always been aware of being a little behind, like perhaps some people have lapped me. But now I’m not sure I’m even running in the same race as most the people I know. Am I on some alternate track? Are there water stations and a finish line for me, too?
Less than a month into the year, I’ve nailed down all 28 things for my list. It’s looking highly accomplishable, which I feel is either not a good enough challenge or just smart pre-planning on my part. Let’s go with the latter.
I’m mostly excited because this mantra gives me an excuse to purchase some type of Daft Punk t-shirt (I hope this one comes back in stock) which I’ve been ogling for ages. Oh, and of course, chase me some booty. #28IsTheNew18
On the social medias I see all these pictures of girls in swim tops and tank tops and halter tops and strapless tops and not-exactly-there-tops…
I can’t help but wonder just how liberating life is when you don’t have to wear a standard bra. Or a bra at all. And swimsuits actually provide support and coverage. And strap tan lines aren’t inevitable. And the middle part of boobs actually can get tan.
What is that magical world like? Le sigh.
All right, folks, it happened. I turned 28. It wasn’t painful or sad or anything. It was delightful. Delightful because I hosted brunch and had book club that night.
But also because 27 was so damn good to me. I managed to accomplish 20/27 to-dos I set for myself, and I really loved every minute of it. This year, especially in the last six months, I really put fun (for lack of a better word) first. Not exactly loving my job helped me to spend more time reading, socializing, making friends, and adventuring. All my friends getting married sort of helped that along, too. And most important, all those things helped me inadvertently take Dickens’ quote to heart: I’m not dwelling on lost relationships, grad school failures, and other past hangups. This is my life, here and now, and by not looking back I’ve noticed far more present blessings.
Read the whats, hows, and how-nots, below. (And stay tuned for the 28 list later this week.) From the original 27 List page.
“Reflect upon your present blessings – of which every man has many – not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some.”
- Charles Dickens
I’m in my late twenties. Officially the slippery slope to 30. My life’s not perfect but I have a lot. I am lucky. And while last year was a year of rebuilding and me, me, me, this should be a time to be thankful for who and what I have in my life, not focusing on what’s missing.
True to form, this will remain fluid and open to new goals. I’ll track my progress, in an unfashionably slow manner, here.
The 27 List
Again, I set this goal and I get to exceed expectations beyond my wildest imagination. Last year was England, this year was Spain and Italy! A work trip sent me to Barcelona and Almeria, Spain, and I took the opportunity to vacation for a week beforehand. I boarded the Norwegian Epic cruise ship–all by myself–and went from Barcelona, to the top of Mount Vesuvius and the lost city of Pompeii, to the insanity and history of Rome and Vatican City, to the extreme serenity of the Cinque Terre, to the coast of France, and finally, to the island city of Palma de Mallorca and a day of swimming in the ocean. It was one of the most amazing things I will probably ever be able to do with my life, and I am so grateful it happened. My absolute favorite stop was the Cinque Terre. I bet you can see why.