The pursuit of happiness. I have come across this phrase quite a number of times. And I wonder why.
Is it because most people think of happiness as something so elusive? Many times, I have heard and read about people wanting to be happy. Some even list it as their ultimate goal.
But I disagree. As I have always said, happiness is a choice, albeit a more difficult one. Happiness is also not a goal or an ending. It is something we can achieve even while we embark on this adventure we call life. We don't live because we want to be happy in the end. We are happy simply because we live.
As I celebrated my twenty-eight birthday recently, I give thanks to God for this wonderful blessing of my life. And I give thanks too to and for my loved ones and friends - these people who add vibrancy to my already great life with the personal touch they put to it.
Happiness is not an ending. Surrounded by my loved ones, it is something I have always had. It is something my parents showered me with from the time I was conceived. It is something I see in their proud eyes and is also reflected in mine . It is something I feel every time the family gets together. Something my friends and I also share.
Happiness is the celebration of the person that I am. It is reveling in my individuality and the appreciation I have for what I have been blessed with.
Happiness is also the security I have in my rewarding career. It is also in being able to travel and shop and indulge in my favorite food. In being lost in a good book. Or music. Or being entertained by a movie.
But happiness is not just about the good things in life. Happiness is also knowing that my tears of sorrow or pain have sprouted lessons that now guide my present and future. It is growing up.
As I look back on what was and look forward to what will be, I remember the many happy birthdays I have been greeted with these past twenty-eight years.
And I smile because indeed, it is a happy life I live.