Just Because

Written By Brandy Centolanza

I am in a funk. In fact, I’ve been in a funk since March, when I first developed plantar fasciitis in my left foot. The pain has not ceased and not being able to run or do any real cardio exercise in months has left me irritable and blue. Couple this with the back-to-school transition of once having two kids with me all day every day to bring me joy to talking to my cat through tears because I am bored and lonely, I am downright miserable some days. I haven’t been blogging or writing lately because I can’t seem to find anything worth writing about or what it is exactly I want to say because all I really want to do is shout “THIS SO SUCKS RIGHT NOW.” But, then I read about all the horrible, nasty things that people say and do to each other via social media and realize that, hey, it is NOT that bad. Reading all the negativity on Facebook doesn’t help my mood, but I’ve decided that in order for me to find happiness I have to spread happiness, even if it is with small gestures. Yesterday, my children and I were at dinner and I struck up a conversation with the woman who waited on us. She happened to be originally from Pennsylvania as well and was a Penn State fan, so she gave us drinks on the house. I immediately went home and wrote a thank you letter to her employer to let her boss know what a kind, lovely woman she was and what a pleasant experience we had because of her. Normally, I only send notes when I have something to complain about, but I told my son that I am simply tired of all of the negativity and I wanted to send out a positive message instead. It seems all Facebook has become anymore—-at least on my newsfeed—is a venting ground for people to spew venom about their ex-spouses, their jobs, their families, their lack of funds, their body aches and pains, the guy who cut them off in traffic. I don’t want to get sucked into that anymore, and I don’t want my children to turn into people who aren’t grateful for the little things. I am committed instead to sending out notes of positivity, at least once a week, if not once a day. This morning, I wrote an email to a columnist in Richmond to let her know how much I enjoyed one of her pieces. I wrote a letter to a college friend that I haven’t spoken to in a while to let her know I was thinking of her, just because. I know some days I will still feel down, but if I can’t be happy, maybe sending out a note to someone just because will make their day and that’s fine by me.