When I was in the second grade, I thought I was awesome. I remember sitting in music class, singing my little heart out. I have always been a loud singer, but I remember singing particularly loud during this occasion. After my class finished singing, the girl I had been sitting by nudged my shoulder and said, "You sing ugly." But I knew what she really meant to say was, "You have a really pretty singing voice."
It's easy to spot happiness when watching a child play. Things are so simple in a child's world. Worry and sorrow are fleeting moments. Perhaps I could stand to let myself be a little more childlike. Maybe I would be a happier person, in general.
So, here's to being more nugget like. I feel better about myself, already.
P.S. Thanks mom, for getting me braces and letting me straighten my hair.