Delightful Life

de·light

  [dih-lahyt]

noun

1.

a high degree of pleasure or enjoyment; joy; rapture.

2.

something that gives great pleasure.

There is something 100% wonderful about choosing to find DELIGHT in living.  Boring people might tell you it’s impossible, and that’s sad for them, cause here’s the truth: We can choose to live a 100% Delightful Life.

For example, a few moments ago I saw a good friend and was so DELIGHTED to see her that I started crying!  The boring Jenna would just be “happy” in this situation, but because I decided to find 100% Delight in living that moment, “happy” just wasn’t enough—I had to be DELIGHTED!  Embracing that Delight brought tears to my eyes and it felt good! 

Do we let ourselves get DELIGHTED?  Do we let ourselves experience a moment 100% and savor that moment until there is nothing else but that moment, that experience, that feeling, that awe of being able to breathe and see and hear and smell and taste and touch and move our legs and live our lives?  Or are we so numb, bored, tired, apathetic that Life does not feel Delightful anymore? 

Life is Delightful, and I am going to live it 100% even if that means going a bit bonkers sometimes--including crying, screaming in delight, laughing when I'm the only one laughing, talking to myself in public, etc. I will not waste precious moments in time by masking my emotions of Delight for the sake of “convention.”  

So anyway, after I saw my friend whom I thought was in Texas but was most definitely not in Texas—and then started crying—my day got even better when I saw an advertisement on campus for a forum entitled “Life’s Two Big Questions.”  Seeing that ad with the title of that forum was just DELIGHTFUL to me, because last time I checked, Life has more than two questions—many of which are VERY.BIG.  So this ad was Delightful because it was so ironic that it was absolutely hilarious, and so ridiculous and I wanted to talk to the guy who came up with this tile.  This thought was so funny to me that of course I had to double over, laugh out loud and exclaim, “That’s funny!” over and over. Because I was acting like this as I walked by a bus stop, plenty of strangers saw I was going bonkers, but guess what?  I was okay with it--because I Delighted in it.  Because in that moment, as I was laughing at the absolutely ridiculous forum entitled “Life’s Two Big Questions,” I realized Life is funny and that funniness is Delightful.  And in that moment as I fell so in love with being Delighted, I decided I want everyone to  Delight in Life with me.  So then I laughed myself to the library, accidently(?) went into the completely-silent-honors-reading-room (the one room in the library wherein you “have” to be completely silent) and exclaimed in a loud, high-pitched voice: “LIFE IS FUNNY!” and laughed and laughed and doubled over until I was crying (again).

The formerly silent room was no longer silent and people’s faces were looking at me with weird expressions, like "I do not appreciate you ruining my silence" and "girl, you are crazy," but I just thought, “You poor, poor people—you should be laughing with me.”  I left the room to get a drink of water, strutted back in like the Queen of Sheba, smiled at the girl who was (still) staring at me, and plopped down on a cozy chair, thoroughly pleased and at peace with myself and with the beautiful people around me, all my brothers and sisters.   They did not know it, but I was Delighting in them.  And someday we will all Delight together.  

Well, my friends, this was a piece of my Life today—and a 100% Delightful Life it is.