This happened to me the other day with my 15 year old son. He asked me, "What do you think happiness is mum?".
I paused...for to be honest, I had never really thought about happiness before...not in a meaningful way...
I said that I didn't really know what happiness is...that I think it is different for everyone. I can only tell you what happiness is for me.
Happiness for me is often fleeting and gone so fast that I wonder if it ever arrived!
Happiness comes in little treasures like pearls or semi-precious stones...sometimes out of nowhere when you least expect it. I looked at him and said...always be open to happiness and welcome her visits.
It is different to joy. For me, Joy is always there...joy is something deep in my spirit that is like a well for me to tap into...it is not happiness.
I quoted the words of St Paul when he said, "I think myself happy". Acts26:2
I think myself happy when suddenly I catch a glimpse of my children, old and young, and see the wonder that used to be in their faces when they were small and just discovering the world.
I think myself happy when out of nowhere I see a daffodil or smell the fragrance of Freesias or Daphne on a mellow, sunny day.
I think myself happy when I receive a gentle smile or see my small grandson running and chasing dogs so big that I wonder how he can manage to not get knocked over, or when my grand-daughter holds her arms up to me for a cuddle. I think myself happy.
Happiness is also knowing when you are not happy...confused?
My son sat quietly and listened. Do you understand what I'm saying?
Happiness for me is not a state of being it is a state of mind.
I think that if we are happy all the time, then we wouldn't learn and grow.
We would not be stretched and challenged...we would not be able to recognise happiness when it arrives.