Through the eyes of S’Morgan
This archived article was written by: Morgan Verdi
Never once in my life did I ever think I would be where I am today. Writing for the college newspaper, writing an editorial. It has provided me with experiences I never thought I’d get to be part of. This may be my last newspaper, it may not. Just like life, it’s an undecided area. I love writing. I love reporting. I guess you could say I love what I do tremendously. Because of that, I got to thinking about the saying, “Find something you love doing and you will never have to work another day in your life.” I think that statement is true, for the most part at least.
Doing what you love brings happiness, or it’s supposed to. However, in life being happy all the time isn’t possible, and that’s okay. Humans have to realize bad things will happen. That’s the result of being an imperfect person living in a world full of imperfect people. Sadness is inevitable, but it doesn’t have to control you. Sometimes it’s hard to stop the sadness from overtaking you. Some days you simply can’t stop it from happening, and that’s okay. Some days you just need to be sad, and hopefully those who truly love and care for you will understand that, but you deserve to be happy.
You deserve to be happy as often as possible. Everyone deserves that. I know it seems completely cliché to be writing about happiness. Everyone writes about happiness, but if it’s so common it has to be a topic worth writing about right? Different things make different people happy. Just like different things destroy and break different people. Humans are different from each other, and that’s a good thing. Nobody wants a bunch of Morgan’s on this Earth, that would be a disaster. That’s why different personalities are good. Different views are good.
Just because you may be different from those around you, doesn’t mean there is anything wrong with you. It doesn’t mean you have to change. It’s simply a way of life. That’s something I’m still trying to learn. Letting other people control the way you feel is one of the most deadly things a person can do.
It’s hard to brush off mean words. It’s hard to hold your head high when you know the whispers are about you, but though it’s hard it’s possible.
My mom tells me “People throw rocks at things that shine.” I started giving that phrase some thought. We all shine when we are doing what we know and believe to be right, but along with shining, be prepared for the rocks. Someone asked me what made me happy the other day. I had to think about it.
I came up with a few things that make me happy, maybe some of you can relate. Bonfires make me happy. My sweet baby girl Kayla, and my fireball little man Anthony make me happy. Baking days with my little cousin Mason make me happy. Coffee, running, and trips to Provo with my auntie make me happy. Playing basketball with my brother, and visiting my dad at the power plant make me happy. Listening to my moms harsh humor makes me happy. Visiting my friends, like family in faculty and staff, make me happy. Epic adventures with Dixon Woodruff make me happy. Bread ‘n’ soup night makes me happy. My friend Boog makes me happy. Chris Palo makes me happy. My “bros,” Sid, Jen, my sister Stephanie and all my “brothers” in newspaper make me happy. Learning makes me happy. Numerous other people, and things not mentioned make me happy.
Happiness is what you make it. Life is what you make it. Never lose sight of what makes you happy. Never forget to stop and remember to be happy. Love yourself for who you are. Smile, and never stop shining.
