Happiness Is…

BeFunky_DSCN1657.jpg    Recently someone made the comment that they wish that they could be truly happy. I have been thinking a lot about this lately and about my life. Am I truly happy or just going through the motions of life? Here are the conclusions that I have made.

Happiness to me is something that many desire but don’t know how to achieve it. I once thought that I could be truly happy if only I had a bigger house, if only I had a nice car, if only I had more money. Well, yes those material things would be nice but would they truly make me happy? No!

I’m happiest when I’m snuggling with my fur babies or when I’m hugging my grand children. I’m happiest when I see the pride on my son’s face when he is talking about his children. I’m happiest when I look at the beautiful photographs that my talented daughter has taken. Happiness for me is the love that I share with my family and friends.

Looking through the photographs of some of the biggest occasions of my life I notice the consistency of being surrounded with loved ones. My mom, for instance, she has always been there for me. I can not think of a single occasion that she wasn’t right by my side, always being my cheerleader when I needed one or being there to help pick up the pieces on those occasions when I failed miserably. My siblings are equally as important in this equation. They are after all the ones that God put in my life to  remind me of all of the embarrassing decisions that I have made. Yes Tracy, I know that I have acted like a fool and at times have been the entertainment for some of your boring Saturday nights. My children, without you I don’t think that I would have ever known what true happiness is. There is nothing greater than seeing your children succeed and knowing that you are the one that gave them birth!

So, happiness for me is seeing the smile on my grand daughter’s face when she shows me what she just created with glitter and glue. It is also spending time with my grandson, watching my youngest grand daughter crawl and seeing her experience new beginnings. Happiness is spending the day with my daughter, having discussions with my son over things that I honestly don’t understand, (he likes to use all of those fancy words that I need a dictionary for), and sharing an order of french fries with my hubby. Happiness for me is licking the center out of the double stuffed Oreo’s and then eating the chocolate cookies, drinking a large coffee from McDonald’s in the company of a dear friend, laughing so hard that tears are rolling down my cheeks, snacking on a bag of Munchos and washing them down with a cold glass of Dr. Pepper. Happiness for me is everyday living.