Sometimes it's just the simplest thing to do. Smile.
That's what my aunt tells my grandmother as she eats her oatmeal or whatever that chocolate-looking liquidness is. One, two, several times. Sometimes it's just what I need to do more. And what we all need to do more.
Like it does for my grandmother, it'd keep me healthy. I guess I just forget sometimes, or I think it's not honest. But a smile can turn things around, make everything much better.
There's not much to say. Just smile!
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