H.A.P.P.Y.

Is anyone really as happy as they claim to be? More importantly, what does it fell like to be 'happy'? I think I know.

I know that it takes very little to make 'yours truly' happy.

-Compliments

-Sushi

-Krispy Kreme glazed doughnuts

-New Shoes

-Vibrant Neon Pink Nail varnish

- Mind Your Language Series

-Triumph over an ennemy

- Goodlooking men

-Victorian/Old/ History movies

-Surprise gifts

-A massage

-Spending time with my family

-Going out with my girls

-Being in Londres

- Dinner at 'nice' restaurants

-Waking up with a clear face

-Being and remaining fit

Equally so, it takes even smaller things to make 'yours truly' very upset.

I confess that I am too sensitive and such a cry baby to relieve any tension. I must get over this sensitivity issue. They say what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger, and yes I am much stronger and can take on a whole lot more problems and responsibilities but the sensitivity still exists. And I have one of those expressive faces where I can never hide my feelings. Most, if not all, people can differentiate between my upset, angry, teary, happy, ecstatic, bored, worried, annoyed looks. I am unbelievably easy to read and as grateful as I am for having a truthful face and honest personality, sometimes, life puts me in situations where I have to lie and fake and I am useless at such times.

Anyhow, my little sister used to sing along to a videotape we bought from England prepared by an Orphanage, and it went like this:


H.A.P.P.Y.
we are happy why not try
A kiss, a smile throughout the day
Happiness is here to stay

Happiness is not an event, or a proposal. Happiness is not the lottery or a beau and healthy family. Happiness is the journey one takes to reach this goal.

We think that if we landed a great job that we'd be happy but when this job arrives it's average. We think that if we got the proposal we dreamed of we'd be happy but when we get it, we want more.

We think that once we have children we'll be happy but with the crying and late nights, we realize it isn't so.

We think that when our children grow slightly older we'll be happy but their teenage years are very tough.

Happiness is not an incident, but the journey that leads us to the incident.

And once more, for the gazillionth time, I know I will be alright. I know everything will resolve by itself. And I truly wish that I had a little bit more patience as I go along.

Till we meet again,
Sedeso