Happy little things
Ever heard a story about people that can be happy? Always grateful for what they have, and still able to give some of their own?
I do.
Sadly though, that isn’t me.
Feeling grateful of what you have is a hard thing to do. Believe me, I know you think the same.
Why is it so hard?
Through experience, you know how brain tells you to run away from hard, difficult things. It scares you at the point your body reacts to not even try. And it keeps happening. You won’t feel grateful because it is easier to feel the other way around. It is easier to be envious of others. It is easier to think that you don’t have anything. It is easier to be greedy.
However, doesn’t hard means that it is still possible?
Yes, my dear friend. Yes.
The easiest answer for this question is very cringe, yet very true.
Family.
Don’t let me describe what family is, that is up to you to interpret this beautiful, meaningful word. I still remember to this day, a quote that I still hold to this day “A man who doesn’t spend his time with his family, can never be a real man”. Wise words said by Don Corleone, a mafia boss of The Godfather.
Why is family the answer then?
Because that is the key to what you are looking for.
Happiness.
Tons of memories. That is what you have. This is your investment.
A memory shapes your way of thinking. Shapes your body. All of your soul and body unconsciously remember what was happening. It makes you who you are. And it doesn’t stop until the time stops.
Imagine this. The memories you have, with your family, with special persons. Everytime you think about them, makes your heart flutters. What do you feel? Happy? Sad? Nothing? Or maybe you even think “what should I even feel with these memories I have?”. Does it matter? No.
The fact that you have recollection of things happening in your life, is the fact that you can be happy.
When you are in the middle of thinking about this, I will give you an advice.
“When you give something, do not wish to get something in return”. These words were spoken by an old, loving grandfather while teaching his little yet energetic grandson to catch a fish. I do live by this.
Keep doing it. thinking about it. little by little. Get it. Then, give it to someone.
After all, if I could dream. If I am allowed to choose.
A happy ending, I do not wish to have it.
