Repost: Regifting A Smile

A repost from Matthew Brandon’s blog on http://yourstoryisart.blogspot.com. Read and join the new movement of #WhatsYourStory

“Regifting a Smile

“I hope the people who wrote those songs are happy. I hope they feel its enough. I really do because they’ve made me happy. And I’m only one person.” – Charlie fromThe Perks of Being a Wallflower

 
How many times has something changed your day? How many times has it changed your life? Maybe you know this feeling all too well, or maybe you can’t even imagine what it might feel like. I’ve had those moments where I wished I could just thank the writer, the author, the creator for touching my life, but there was no way of reaching them. Maybe you can’t thank them. But what you can do is inspire someone else. You can extend how they made you feel to another. You can make someone happy.
Why? Because someone made you happy. Give that same gift to someone else. And even if you are not happy, art has a funny way of putting a smile on your face regardless of whether you are giving or receiving it. If you don’t agree, prove me wrong.
Because even if you create something to show me that it didn’t make you happy, I’ll be smiling. I’ll be overjoyed to look at your art, and I’ll be inspired to keep creating myself. Just think of what you’ll feel when you see you put smiles on the faces of dozens, hundreds, thousands.
You should be happy–you should be proud. Because you’ve made me happy.
And I’m only one person.”
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#Week:18,19,20: Its simple, I’m happy.

So its been a few week since I’ve posted anything and I feel terrible about it, but it is for a good reason; one which I will explain shortly. First I want to just explain the things that have happened in my life in the last few weeks.

First my roommate, Kelsey, and I went on a trip to New York for a weekend. Which was so much fun! We both got to see friends of ours and a show. I saw Fool For Love by Sam Shepard with my very good friend Nick and she saw Sylvia starring Matthew Broderick and Annaleigh Ashford. On top of that I went to The Whitney museum and many cool restaurants and shops in the city. It was a great weekend and a very fun mini road trip.

I also found a new movie and book that is one of my favorites; Me Earl and The Dying Girl. This movie was one I’ve wanted to see since the trailer came out and someone I worked on a short film with showed it to us and from the short part I saw of it I knew I needed to watch the whole things. And I did. The movie was outstanding. Super unique, funny, interesting and just beautiful. And it’s adapted from the novel of the same name which I bought, of course, and am reading.

After that we started rehearsals for Meet Me In St. Louis at school. Its a very fun show and the music sounds gorgeous. It’ll be a good show, the cast is very talented. I’ve also had the opportunity to work on a few more student thesis films, which is something that I really am starting to enjoy doing.

After that, it was the week of my birthday and I just need to take a moment to express how great my friends are. I’ve had some years where my birthday wasn’t a huge deal to me and this year I felt that way. I wasn’t getting my hopes up and expecting a lot of things but as usual I got exactly what I thought wouldn’t happen. My friends kidnapped me right before midnight and we did a little promo-shoot for this new thing my friend started #WhatsYourStory (I’ll talk about that in a bit) then my roommate decorated the apartment when I got home and gave me a few gifts. Then the next day she kidnapped me and took weird photos of me downtown but then took me to the tattoo parlor and her a few others paid for me to get my tattoo! (I’ll also explain that in a bit.) That same day I got some really cool gifts from people, like delicious cupcakes, an awesome book, sweet notes, funny phone calls etc… Then my other friends made me dinner and a cake and then surprised with tickets to a concert in DC the next night! Around the same time I got cookies from Grandma and a package and super thought felt note from my other Grandma; The weekend was super spontaneous but so much fun! All in all in was one of the best times I’ve had in a long time.

The next thing I want to talk about is the organization my friend started that I’m helping with; What’s Your Story. Its an organization that simply encourages people to share their stories through anything artistic and creative. Its a beautiful movement and one I’m glad to be a part of. You can find more information on any of its accounts.

http://yourstoryisart.blogspot.com

Instagram and Twitter: @yourstoryisart

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/yourstoryisart

And this brings me to explaining why I feel forgetting to blog is okay.

I started this blog to help me learn to find the positive in everything; to stop being sad, depressed and feeling down. And like I have mentioned before this has already helped me so much. But from not posting for a few weeks I realized something: I was happy and felt the way I wanted without blogging about it. Not that there’s anything wrong with it, I still document my good moments and happy times (I started a journal of just good and happy things) but this blog isn’t my happiness. Neither are my friends, my journals, my books, my movie…the only true happiness I have in my life is from the God who gave me a reason to smile and laugh and be joyful. So I want to re-approach this blog with the same goals as before but with the acknowledgment that this is not what makes me happy. The tattoo I got on my upper left arm is:

  
“a vida e bela”

Which is “life is beautiful” in Portuguese.

I got this for a few reasons. One, because this phrase is very important to my life. It has helped me remember that as long as I pursue optimism my life will always be beautiful. And even I don’t see it always, it still is. It also reminds me of my heritage (Why its in portuguese.) which also reminds me where my true and eternal identity is. Not people, my abilities or anything. My identity is in the one who gave me a beautiful life. And therefore, my body that once held scars and painful memories now holds a phrase of beauty, value and the reminder that I am new and allowed to be happy! I am listening to “Asleep” by The Smiths, about to go class, filming a thesis film tonight, drinking coffee; Nothing extraordinary or amazing, its just simple:

I’m happy.

So here’s to being forgetful, great friends, wonderful memories, spontaneous road trips, great birthdays, music, books, coffee, adventures, funny phone calls, family and of course each beautiful moment.

Fellow Adventurers!

Here’s to Happy!