What Is Happiness?

Sometimes people will ask me, “How are you doing? Are you happy?” Most of the time I shrug or nod and think nothing of it but lately I’ve been going down the rabbit hole and allowing myself to get all philosophical and stuff. I mean what is happiness anyway?

By definition I reckon it means that emotional state where you feel all pleasant and positive could be happiness. Intense joy can be happiness – I’m not sure if I have ever felt that unless you count orgasms. Some of those were not that intense LOL but most were joyful! Is happiness contentment? Is happiness life satisfaction? Is it well-being? Is it NOT being depressed? What is it really?

Well, I don’t know. I know that certain “things” make me happy. When my kids are laughing spontaneously, I feel a certain warmness in my heart – I’m pretty sure that is me being happy. When I am at the beach in the fall and I’m just walking alone while the breeze moves my hair and the breath I take in is clean, cool and salty I feel at peace and that makes me happy. A fabulous piece of cake makes my eyes roll back and that makes me happy. When my husband’s Bipolar2 does not get in the way of his brain and he trusts the things I say it also makes me happy. The fact that he loves me just as I am pushes the happiness meter higher.

But am I HAPPY?

Not all the time. I am not happy that I did not go into a career field that resulted in job satisfaction, pride and a fat paycheck. I am not happy by birthfather left my mom and me when I was only a baby. I am not happy that my mother was unable to be the kind of mother I needed. I am not happy that I am 53 and already creaking in my joints and having to take meds.

At the same time, I am happy to have my wonderful family, my BFFs Bonnie and JoAnne (I mean come on how many people do you know that can say they have TWO besties?) I’m happy to be alive. I’m happy to be able to get out of bed and chauffeur my kids to school and feed them nice meals and let them sleep in comfort. So it is not like I am Unhappy.

I heard a cool song the other day while driving the kids back and forth from school. The chorus is thought provoking:

Don’t you love it? Don’t you love it?
No, I ain’t happy yet, but I’m way less sad
Don’t you love it? Don’t you love it?
No, I ain’t happy yet, but I’m way less sad

I tried to put a link to the Youtube video but it would not allow it today for whatever reason. Just go to youtube and type in Way Less Sad by AJR.

Maybe that is something we should start saying when people ask us if we are happy and we are not sure. We can say, I’m not happy yet, but I’m way less sad. That would be true for most of the times I’ve been asked. I miss my dad. I’m not happy but I am way less sad than I was a year ago.


Published by bridgey1967

Loyal. Funny. Sensitive. Loving.

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