There’s a guy I know through facebook. I have no idea how we first connected on there but we are friends and have been for a couple of years. We’ve never met face to face and I make no claim to know the ins and outs of his day to day life. One thing that strikes me every time I see a photo of him on facebook or instagram is the fact that I’m yet to see a photo of him where he’s not smiling. I don’t mean just a polite smile. It’s always a smile that could light small towns with it’s brightness. You get the impression that life is fun and a sense of adventure for this guy and that he finds joy in a lot of little things. His birthday is coming up and today he posted a photo of milk in the supermarket. Yes, milk. Why? Because every year a little bit before his birthday he gets a chuckle out of the fact that he sees all the bottles of milk lined up with their expiry date all showing his birthday. It’s such a simple thing but it makes him smile.

It’s very easy to get caught up in things that annoy you during the day but I’m trying to take a leaf out of this guy’s book and find all the things that make me smile.  This morning I was going down in the lift to my car and a young family was in the lift. I bent down to pat one of their dogs that was bouncing all over the place all excited and their little boy was bouncing a ball which went off course and hit me in the face. It was a big, light, harmless ball and when his parents apologised I pointed out that it didn’t hurt and the ball had a smile printed on it so it’s all good.