be happy

i heard it said that the mark of true friendship is being able to share secret joys, not just secrets sorrows. i think its true. why is it easier to share your woes with someone? to complain to anyone who will listen to you? and why is it more difficult to tell someone when something really amazing happens? seems ridiculous, really. but, yet its true, i think. its like i 'downplay' the good things in my life, 'cause i don't want to be judged, or don't want anyone questioning my motives, or making me feel bad for being so...'lucky'?! why is that? i told someone the other day about a good thing in my life (a material thing, but...still...) - and this person was like 'oooooh, that must be nice...we only got a....' i purposely said the good thing to try to prove this person wrong - to give them the benefit of the doubt, but...nope - they gave me just what i was expecting. making me feel bad for a good thing. when the truth of the matter is, the 'good things' in our life these days, are the very small and simple things: being able to buy a new yummy smelling shampoo, or picking out a new laundry soap - picking out a box of crackers or cereal seems like such a treat sometimes. and, i guess i'm glad for the simple things, 'cause when the bigger things happen, they seem extra special for us. however...feeling like i have to keep them to myself isn't always fun. i think its the sharing of the good things that make them even better. i'm thankful to have a few people in my life who do share my secret joys...and hope that my focus can be on that blessing rather than the people who sour that sweet taste of joy and goodness.