Thursday, 13 January 2011

The Year of the Smile

I know it’s a bit late for New Year resolutions. And, to be honest, I usually never make them (if only to avoid the crushing humiliation of having to admit that I’ve broken them a few weeks later).

But this year, it’s different.

For a start, I decided that I would make a resolution that

1) is easier to keep than “lose 35 kg before Valentine’s Day” or "never eat cheese again"
2) might actually make a difference.

I decided that I would make 2011 The Year of the Smile.

Yes, I know what you’re all thinking.

She’s finally flipped, you say as you shake you heads sadly. Off her bloody rocker. On her way to the Funny Farm.

As you read this, you probably have images of me gibbering and hooting at every new proclamation of doom the news headlines bring, whilst trying on a spanking new straitjacket and being guided gently into the back of a padded van by those nice blank-eyed men in white coats.

You could be right.

Tis true - there’s not much to smile about these days.

On a personal level, we’re still struggling and we have no idea if the Universe (and the Greek economy) will give us a break any time in the near future.
And on a wider scale, things are even worse. Money’s too tight to mention (hums and does a little Motown shuffle) wherever you look, floods on a Biblical scale are literally sweeping lives, communities and livelihoods away, the desperate and disenfranchised of the world look set to be ignored for yet another year, random nutters still manage to get hold of guns and go on killing sprees, doomsayers are still rubbing their hands in glee at the prospect of the end of the world in 2012 (at least I wouldn’t have to worry about the mortgage then). And to top it all, the nicest man in Ambridge fell off his roof.

And there’s me, saying I’m going to make 2011 The Year of The Smile?

"Yeah, right" you may say.

But that’s the whole point. Things are grim for everyone.

We need smiles now more than ever. It takes no effort on my part to smile and say a genuine “Good morning” to the lady I see every day at the bus stop. I may startle her at first, but hopefully after she’s recovered, she’ll realise that I’m just trying to make contact and respond to the need for human contact and a little warmth that we all crave as much as we do food, drink, sleep and a satellite dish beaming 527 channels of crap into our homes every day. Maybe even more.

So, I am going to make an effort to remember that the folk I come across every day are real people, with real needs, and real problems.

I’m going to look the girl at the supermarket check-out in the eye when I dump my groceries on her conveyor belt and ask how she’s doing. I’m going to grin at the chap at the petrol station and thank him when he gives me my change. I’m going to help the flustered mum get her overladen pushchair down the escalator, and tell her how adorable her kids are.

I plan to try and put my own woes aside a little. They won’t go away, but I’m not alone, and the problems some face make mine look like a pimple on the little toe of the Venus de Milo.

This year, we could all do with a few more smiles.

And if I’m lucky, one of these days, someone may even smile back.


  1. an excellent resolution, might even try it myself

  2. A sound resolution--I second that. Found you via mid30's--a great read, and has left me smiling!

  3. Ah bah humburg! I'm grumpier that Victor Meldrew but I'm gonna try and crack a smile this year too

  4. Great resolution - think I'll join you in this one (especially as it's something you can do whilst eating the chocolate, drinking the booze and not writing the novel... so I can multi-task!)

  5. What a really great idea, Mandi. I am sorry you're having a tough time at the moment btw.

  6. Oh I so agree with you on this...and I'm smiling as I keep up the good work!

  7. This is the sanest, most sensible and good thing I have heard of in a while. Do it and let's spread the word!