Happiness is something that doesn’t just happen to you, you have to put in a bit of effort yourself, to be open to it. The more you look for happiness the more of it you will find.
Happiness is scared of miserable people, and avoids them wherever possible.
I love the way this 1937 article puts it, that happiness is a light, and we may keep it burning if we will.
I have started this post by writing nicely about happiness in order to butter you up, so you will keep reading when this post degenerates into a fart joke.
When we go camping the kids and I always end up playing Go Fish over and over. Often it ends in some kind of battle scenario where someone has won too many times, annoying the other two of us to the point where we gang up on that one to ensure they are taken down.
Over Easter weekend we were playing and I was out, leaving the two boys to battle to the death over the last few cards. I started doing a commentary on them, and to get the full effect, please read this next bit in a deep, monster-truck announcer style voice. So here we are, number one and number two, battling it out to the bitter end. Who. Will. Win?!
They are little boys, so when they started laughing at my commentary naturally one of them let out a bit of stray wind, making them laugh even harder. I tried to look sternly at them, as a mother should, then, through his laughter number two spluttered ‘that was my bitter end’ dissolving us all into hysterics.
You see, on the outside I might be a grown woman, but not so deep down inside I am really a twelve-year-old tomboy.
From now on I can tell that every time someone uses the term ‘the bitter end’ around us we are going to flash back to Go Fish out in the bush and a farting nine-year-old…..
It is the small things that make us happy 🙂