There is no better place to be in life than Happy. When I was a kid, I had a very definite opinion of what Happy was, where I would be in order to find it, what my life circumstances would have to be for me to achieve it.
Looking back over the nearly 50 years that I’ve been here, I realize that Happy is less a place I have to work to get to – it just kind of happens. And it hasn’t mattered whether there has been money in the bank. It hasn’t mattered where we’ve lived. It certainly hasn’t mattered that not everything was going my way.
I don’t know when I learned it, but I know that I’ve found happy in the strangest places. It’s made me Happy that someone has struck up a conversation in a grocery store check out. It made me Happy when Dr. Veitia sat next to me on a sofa in my hospital room a few years ago, when the infectious disease doctor wouldn’t even come into my room. And as much pain as I was in and as sick as I was all three times, it made me Happy to bring all three of my daughters into this world.
Hearing my littlest beauty girl singing this song on the back seat of the car on the way to school? That’s Happy. And it’s when you realize that it honestly doesn’t take much to find Happy. It really is the little things.