It’s been a tough week for lots of people, well, for the whole country really. Between the Boston Marathon bombing, news of Ricin letters, explosions that killed many in West, TX, manhunts, and (what will seem like a “small” deal to most) the final rolling of Toomer’s Corner in Auburn, hearts are heavy.

I’m reminded that yes, we all carry our own hurts and hardships. They may seem trivial in the grand scheme of things, but at our core, they weigh on us. When world problems, sick acquaintances, stressful days at work, and more are added, sometimes the world seems to weigh eleven billion pounds — with it all sitting on our shoulders.

But today, I want to read something good. What is something (or multiple things) you’re happy about, looking forward to, proud of that you did… or in the words of Rufus and Chaka Khan, “Tell me something good.”

Today’s (totally optional) Prompt: Tell Me Something Good

I downloaded a new app called Happier. You should get it and add me on there.

Anyway, it prompts you to post something happy three times a day. It’s a great way to focus on some good points in your daily life. Because, well, there are lots.

There have been really good things going on this week, in spite of the news reports. There’s excitement with Jason’s job. I’m enjoying my customers and the spring season.

I’ve been anxiously awaiting next weekend when I will go to Auburn to run a race with my roommate and sorority sister from college. It’s going to be great to start at Toomer’s Corner and end in the stadium.

Henry, in spite of his up and down moods like a 13 year old girl, is one of the most loving kids I know. There’s nothing better than his tall frame snuggling up with me on the sofa after work.

Look for the good. It’s there. It’s ALWAYS there. And good always wins.

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This was my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…

• Set a timer and write for 5 minutes.
• Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw.
• Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog if you want. But make it accessible.
• Add the Stream of Consciousness Sunday badge to your post (in the sidebar). .
• Link up your post below.
• Visit your fellow bloggers and show some love.

There are moments that, even though they have no real significance, mark the beginning or end of something. Maybe it’s something happy or maybe it’s something painful.

Today’s (totally optional) prompt: Moments in Time

The start of spring for me isn’t dictated by the calendar or the temperature. It’s not even dictated by the blooming cherry trees or greening grass.

Whether it’s snowing or 90 degrees, spring officially starts when I have an egg salad sandwich from The Masters and Augusta National. It officially starts when there’s golf on TV and pollen in the air. It starts when Jim Nantz talks over my naps and I wake up to watch the last 8 or 9 holes on Sunday.

Spring starts when Chairman Billy Payne (though I miss Hootie Johnson, really, because BEST NAME EVER) says it does. When Arnie, Jack, and Gary line it up and take shaky but usually perfect tee shots, that rings the bell of time.

Spring has sprung.

It would be even better if Fred would send us a gift, though.

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This was my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…

• Set a timer and write for 5 minutes.
• Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw.
• Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog if you want. But make it accessible.
• Add the Stream of Consciousness Sunday badge to your post (in the sidebar). .
• Link up your post below.
• Visit your fellow bloggers and show some love.