"You walk down a street and see people all around. Different personalities flash by as others drive past. Maybe it's their type of music that they are playing that describes them and what they love. Or maybe you see a mini van abundant with children, a mom, and a dad. What do people live for? This father could be a working man, trying his hardest to provide for and raise his family. He lives to make his family happy.
Everyone has something that they live for, and something that "drives" them to do what they do everyday. For me, it's the people and loved ones around me. To see them happy is a great treasure of mine. In my life I have tried to dedicate all my efforts to those I associate with. I find it reasonable to say that the feeling of brightening up someones day is a worthy cause to live for. Seeing a smile drives me to go on and to live for a better day.
Joy has always been my favorite word. It's the word that drives me. It reminds me of my courageous grandmother. She is the inspiration for the word joy. I often wonder what drives her. The answer always seems clear. It's joy. You may think that joy is small. in fact, it's a three letter word. But it has greater meaning. My grandma has undergone sickness after sickness and surgery after surgery. She doesn't complain. She goes on. She maintains joy in her life. This is my inspiration and my goal in life. To be like my grandmother would be a huge accomplishment. That goal drives me. I want it and I'm willing to shoot for it.
Is there ever a day where you don't feel joy? That's definitely a yes. We all have difficult times and that's what life's all about. Difficult things happen. Joy is still waiting though. When you find the thing that drives you, you have to be able to recognize it when it's there and you must reach for it with all your might. I know that sometimes people have a hard day and feel like they can't do anything but mope around. i don't think they are passionate about joy enough to recognize it, because it's there.
The man in the mini van gets in a car accident. He looses his wife and one of his children. He thinks to himself, now what do I have to live for? it's all gone. The joy in his life is supposedly gone. Does he give up on those children who are still living? They're still there. They feel the pain too, just the same. They lost their mother. Does the man recognize the influence that he has on the children who now look up to him more than ever? he can become their "joy". But he has to prove it, and live up to that. Can he find his joy though? He can find joy in the faces of his children. He can see his joy all around him. The oldest child has his wife's eyes. The other, looks just like her sister. Can he view these small evidences of joy?
It may seem tough. It is, no doubt. But with the right focus, we can understand it, and come back to the joy we had. When I'm in a bad mood, I recognize the effect it has on others around me. I've decided that I don't like it. My life time goal is to be happy and to make others happy. The lit up face of a child as I push them on the swing: that drives me. To feel the embrace of a friend who had been going though a difficult time that I helped them get through: their tears of joy drive me. Seeing a bunch of people, while walking down the street, makes me think about the difference one can make. I realize that I could be that "one". That drives me."
