Happiness is not found in things. It is not more or less present when you have more money, a bigger house, a faster car. I have so much, and while I'm grateful to be in this place, it doesn't fill my heart with glee.
For me, shiny, giddy happiness has always been a little elusive. I always envied those girls who seemed to bubble and bounce, while I trodded along.
In college I drank, hoping that if I killed a few brain cells, I would lose the parts that wallowed a little to long. That didn't work!
I know now that I am never going to be a firecracker or cheerleader. But exercise, good friends, and quite time to meditate are what keep me as happy as I can be. Sometimes, I don't get enough of any of those things and I"m less content with everything.
My husband is one the strongest, hardest working people I know. After working all night and well into the next day, he still has good humor and a song. He constantly inspires me to be a little more patient, a little less grumpy, and to try harder. And to keep singing until I smile.
Sometimes I just need to sing and be happy
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