When are you most happy?
As a woman who struggles with her mental health, I have often felt as though my happiest time ever was when I was 16 years old. However, over time I have learned that happiness is a fleeting feeling, and rightfully so. If we were to feel happy all day every day, not a single person alive would value this treasure of an emotion as much as we do. Without all the other emotions, I think it would be close to impossible to even live a full and content life.
I have had many happy moments, some of which I actually feel a pinch of sadness along with the warm emotion because some of those who I shared those wonderful moments with are no longer in my life. Some, like my dad, and paternal grandparents have passed away ( I never met my maternal grandparents as they died before I was born). Other people I just lost touch with over time. So I suppose you can call these moments of happiness bittersweet. Reminiscing is something I treasure because they were moments I shared with those I was closest with in days last. Other times I am happy, or rather, relieved that certain people and times in my life are over and gone into the past. But the lessons I gained from those times have helped me become who I am today so that warms my belly like a hearty meal or a nice warm bowl of soup (makes me think of my aunty Anna is 91 years young. She loves her soup) I used to go to her house with my mam once a week when I was growing up for lunch and she made the nicest soup EVER, not to forget the whipped cream and parsley she dolloped into it when she served it. That was a very happy time. She’s too old now to make the food for us but still young at heart and very glamorous. My nickname for her is Lady Glamour and she loves it. I’m happy when her face lights up when I see her.
Other times it is when I am writing that I feel happy and at peace 🕊️ it is when I am most at one with my inner cosmos.
I’m happy when my mam and step dad are happy. I’m happy when I say my prayers and I’m happy with the rest of my family and of course family includes my friends. Friends are family after all and are special to me.
I’m also happy to say that I’m planning on going back to University to become a Peer Support Worker. I see no reason why I can’t turn the negative of my mental health conditions into a positive and help others who are in a similar pickle that I was in eight years ago. So yes, giving back to society makes me happy as well. Instead of becoming a graphic designer which is something I wanted to do for a very long time, I will help in a more personal way and probably more powerful as well.
All in all, I am contentedly happy with where I’m headed. In the gift of the present moment, I’m very happy 😊
So to pinpoint when I’ve been happiest is rather difficult for me to do now.
Merry Christmas ⛄🎁
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