I’ve always held the belief that to be happy is to be grateful with what you have, with your life, with who you are. Being happy also means appreciating the small things – like taking delight in your family, your everyday tasks, enjoying nature around you, seeing a smile on a loved one’s face. Just simply being thankful for another day…
Someone named Marc shared an entry from his grandmother’s journal, depicting this: “My body sometimes feels sore, but it works. I don’t sleep well most nights, but I do wake up to experience another day. My wallet is not full, but my stomach is. I don’t have all the things I’ve ever wanted, but I do have everything I need. I’m thankful, because although my life is by no means perfect, it is MY life and I choose to be thankful in it, as I continue to do the best I can.”
And that is exactly what I feel and think about happiness, which I do my best to apply, in general. Making the most of what I have, striving to be and to do the best I can.
Yet on a different level, I think that sometimes, knowing sadness can help us appreciate happiness more. Because sometimes, we tend to take things and people for granted —
“Sometimes it takes sadness to know happiness, noise to appreciate silence and absence to value presence.” – Unknown
I do believe that if you haven’t learnt about sadness, you cannot appreciate happiness. Nana Mouskouri
And the good that comes out of our sad experiences? Our personal encounters with sadness can also help us in being more compassionate, more empathetic towards others in their times of pain and struggles, so it moves us to become more loving, more generous.
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