Happiness is weird.
We all think that if we are taller, or thinner or richer, then life would be good or better. But we do forget that when we reach the “thinner”, “taller” and “richer’ part, the race is not over, we will not be completely satisfied. Why? because we would want something else, or we would realise that being thinner, taller or richer is not really important to be happy.
Personally, I am happy when:
I get a huge hug from my husband and my kids
I sit on a stone looking at the sea
I hear laughter in the house
A friend calls just to say hello
I smell fresh baked cake
I hear thunder and I am indoors
I listen to my favourite music while driving
I know that tomorrow is another day…
What makes you happy?