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Hum Until the Sad is Gone
And other happiness tips from a 4-year-old
Whether it’s the grocery store running out of their favorite cereal or Jacob from down the street proclaiming that the sidewalk is lava when clearly, it is Lake Dinosaur, rolling with life’s punches is tough for the most easygoing of four-year-olds.
My son is no exception. He recently started preschool, which I imagine is the adult equivalent of going to a brand new job where you don’t know anyone, you have to share the yellow crayons, and your boss is always asking when you last used the potty.
It’s rough.
On the way to drop my son off for his second day, he couldn’t stop crying. Naturally, I shed some tears of my own, but after a few more snorts and sniffles he announced, “It’s OK, Mommy. I’ll just hum until the sad is gone.”
My little music-lover had found a way to cope. I am convinced that I’m more often schooled by him than he by me — here are just a few of the life lessons I’ve picked up along the way.
Hum until the sad is gone
Often we don’t even realize how much control we have over our moods. I suffer from depression, and there often isn’t any way to just hum the sad away. But when I’m doing better? I can make a conscious effort to swap out negative…
