DEAR MR. FROWN BY LORIN PUCEL
Dear Mr. Frown,
You are missing out on a moment of pure bliss.
It's a bite of a hot oatmeal chocolate cookie.
Its being able to breathe for the first time.
It is that warm feeling you get when your next to a fire wearing your fuzzy socks watching a movie drinking “mother's little helper” tea.
It's that pee your pants moment.
It is what I desire.
A true smile is a little taste of heaven
It is a love letter to yourself.
A reminder of how special you are and what makes you feel free.
It is a moment that is never forgotten.
A genuine smile is rare.
Don’t look past it. Embrace it with the biggest open arms because you don’t know when it's going to be your last.
A smile should be cherished and shared at every hour of the day.
Find what makes you smile and surround yourself with it.
Friend. Food. Song. Movie. Run in the park. Worker at skyline. The strange old man who reads his newspaper and drinks is coffee at 7:30am every morning in the same leather chair.
Open your heart and discover what makes you smile.
Hold onto it and don’t ever let it go.
Because that feeling is priceless.
Hug it as tight as you can.
Say thank you.
P.S. You should try it sometime.