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The Essense of Happiness
I was at the Post Office filling out a money order and the only other customer was a young woman with a son about 8 or 9 years old.
She told the clerk, 'I want to add a name to my address.' Pausing briefly, she added, I just re-married.'
She didn't sound terribly enthused, but I spoke up and said, 'Congratulations.'
'Thanks,' she said. '...I hope.'
I went on with my money order.
The woman told her son, 'Here, take this out and put it in the mail slot out there.'
The boy went into the lobby and a moment later the woman was saying, 'It's over here.' and gesturing through the glass to the boy. I was nearer to the glass wall and pointed at the slot. He wasn't seeing it, so Mama went to the door, opened it and pointed, 'It's right here, Honey.'
She wasn't disrespectful to him when he returned, after all, she did call him 'Honey', but she was clearly agitated.
'It's okay,' I said. 'We all do that once in a while.'
'You're sure giving him a lot of leeway.' she told me.
'Well, I have grandkids,' I said. 'It's like the old saying, "If it was a bug, it've bit you."'
As I finished up and went to leave, I said, 'Have a good life.' and went to go out the door. Realizing the usual meaning of that, I stopped mid-door and turned back toward the woman and said, 'And I don't mean that facetiously.' I chuckled and went to put my letter in the same said slot.
As the door slowly closed, I heard the woman say, 'She sure is happy.'
Well, good! If I appear happy, it's because I am. And here's a young woman, newly married, with a beautiful son, surprised that someone is happy. What is wrong in our world that that woman is not happy? And others like her?
My life is not so SWELL... Someone just stole the distributor and then the carburetor off my truck I was, and still am, planning to overhaul; I just had to put as much into my car for repairs as I paid for it; I had to rent a car to run my route while my car was in the shop; I am trying to repair the damages from my last tenant to rent out the upper unit of my duplex that has been vacant nearly a year; I live alone with my two little dogs (Poms) and still grieve for my Honey who was killed by a big dog a year ago; yet I rejoice at my life and my happiness.
Hero, Miti and Honey with me.
Little Miti died of a probable heart attack in Aug. 2005
[My Hero, died June 22, 2015. He was 17 1/2 years old.]
Hero with Rebel and me.
Hero lost all his hair but for his head and feet after the loss of the second female. He was starting to lose it here.
Update: April 19, 2012... After 7 years Hero is starting to grow his hair back. I'm thinking it may be because I now have a female dog. I got a little unwanted Dalmation in November, and although he still doesn't like her, the fur is starting to grow on his back and up his back legs. The puppy is Maui.
Update: March 11, 2014... Hero HAS GROWN all his hair back! Several months ago I started adding oatmeal to my animals' diet, simply to stretch their food. This is all I can attribute his hair growth to.
You see, about 15 years ago, I went through a serious growth period.I was essentially alone for the first time in my life and, even though it was through my own choice, it was devastating. It took me about 15 months to get it all together.
In this time I realized two facts. One - we are always alone. Two - we can choose to be happy.
Of course, that is over-simplification, but it is true. Once I realized we are always alone, I stopped being lonely. I also found God is always with me.
Now I'm not a Bible-thumping Christian - I don't even attend church - but when I need to park close to a building (because of my sore feet), I say, 'Okay, God, where's my parking place?' Upp! There it will be, or someone will be just backing out. Works every time (unless I'm just shopping. Then He makes me walk!)
So, alone is not a burden. Like Lily Tomlin says, 'We're all in this alone.'
As for happiness, it's all in the ole 'attitude adjustment.' You can choose to be or not to be HAPPY. That is the question. Are YOU happy?
My discovery of this was as I was writing to someone. I said that I did not need a man in my life to 'make me happy'. But I would like a man in my life to share my happiness with. And that's when I realized I had, indeed, chosen to be happy.
And like I said, I've had my share of problems, frustrations, and losses in these
ensuing years, but I have become adept at shrugging them off and persuing
happiness. And that's what life is all about, the persuit of happiness. As if by
magic, once you choose to be happy - you are.
June 24, 2005