Happiness is finding a pencil

So... last weekend was really rough. I worked for basically 72 hours straight... and it was difficult. I started to feel sorry for myself and just miserable about everything. I was ready to quit, just come home and be with my friends and family where I could have a life again... and then talking with a friend made me frustrated as well. I couldn't take it anymore and so I had a good long conversation with my Heavenly Father where I (literally) cried out my heart to Him. The next morning was Sunday and it was.... BEAUTIFUL. Every lesson or talk in church was exactly what I needed to hear. Why was I so unhappy over the weekend? It was because I was only thinking of myself-- my poor sorry state-- the same thing I was getting frustrated about with the kids. It was a really humbling experience. I was able to be reminded about why I am in California in the first place and that I need to forget myself and go to work to really be happy. Yes, this job is demanding, but there can be happiness in it if I can remember to serve with an attitude of gratitude and love. This is where I can find my happiness and contentment. The days will still be long and hard, the kids might still pick on me, my boss still might lecture me, but I can be happy and put forth an extra effort to be even better! It made me really happy to realize these things once again. My happiness is not when I'm concerned about myself, but it's when I'm helping others and loving them! :)