Smile.

There’s no story here, just the simple rule.

Smile.

Even if your teeth are crooked, even if your nose scrunches, even if you look like your crazy uncle when you do.

Smile to yourself in the morning.  Smile at the person you don’t know all that well.   Smile at strangers as if your life of made of roses, and smile at the people who have you seen you fight the thorns.

A smile is a language we all speak, and you were born fluent.

Speak.
We are listening.

We shall never know all the good that a simple smile can do.

Mother Teresa