I'm happy....but if I won the lotto I would be REALLY happy!!!

Happiness is the flip side of death to me!

Even when I am sad, I am happy to be alive to experience the emotion! If I never experienced "sad"...how could I know "happy"?

Deep...huh? ^^^

VERY! :D

I’ve been waiting for your input to this thread and I wasn’t disappointed. :)





Now where are the words from OldFart? :rolleyes:

Still in his head!?

I do the things that bring me happiness. I spend time with people who make me content. I surround myself with things that bring me comfort, and I try to create daily happiness for myself.

Being comfortable in one's own skin and content with life in general is what I think is needed to garner real happiness in one's life.

I have found that it takes far less to make my feel happy than in years gone by for I have of course realized many things that I had wanted that I thought would make me happy in life.

Some were the "icing on the cake" but what I have learned that whatever makes you the happiest can also bring to you the most pain in life. Without some painful experiences in life I don't believe anyone can truly appreciate their happy times to their fullest.

When young material items bring forth happiness but as I have aged of course my views have changed too. These days it brings great happiness to awaken to a new day to share with my family and friends.....to love and be loved, appreciated and respected and accepted for who I am.

I am content and therefore I am able to accept whatever happiness comes in to my life with much gratitude to the one responsible for this, even if it is only myself at times.

I didn't want to list what makes me happy for this changes day to day. I hope this answers your questions PF. If not....too bad :D

this convo is wayyy too existential for this cat.
[gump]happy is as happy does[/gump]

PF gives me a lot of ??? with no easy answers, but here goes nothin'...

I suppose at this point in my existence, I've had enough of the life events that have made me not happy that I can now derive a little happiness from the little things that I used to miss altogether...e.g., the other day on the new gig as a courier, I had made a pickup on the west side to go back to the warehouse on the southside, not a real profitable run by itself...I ask dispatch if I can hang out there for a while & wait for another p/u going the same way, he says np...I grab a burger, enjoy a leisurelyu lunch in Centennial Park in the shadow of the Parthenon replica, eventually I get a run that takes me back & I get paid for 2 runs while making essentially one, & i thought later, "lunch in the park on a nice winter day was not a waste of time," & I could say that for an hour I was reasonably happy...

Happy is not a word I often use any longer, as it means too many things to too many people.

I am generally content in my life, and if nothing's hurting me, then to some I'm happy.

I take joy from good company and friends, in the RW and here, and to some I'm happy.

I see my immortality in my children, and seeing them not hurting, then to some I'm happy.

I'll settle for content, with the prospect of occasional peaks of joy.