All your life, you struggle and strive to achieve your goals. And you think that, and only that, is the key to happiness.
You set lofty targets for yourself, and spend your entire youth slogging your butt and selling your soul to get there. For happiness awaits you there, or so you believe.
You forget to stop and smell the roses. You don’t have time for a whiff of fresh air. A casual stroll in the evening is too much time wasted.
An evening with the folks is an opportunity cost.
If you are not living on the edge, you sincerely believe you are wasting too much space.
Relationships are transactional for you, and you do whatever is necessary to keep them alive. Barely.
And finally, you reach there. The happy place.
But alas, there is no happiness that you feel. You are contented. There is certainly relief. But no happiness.
And then you realize happiness does not await you at the destination. It was with you all along the journey. You realize that it is not about the pursuit of happiness, but it's about the happiness in the pursuit.
Every day you come home to a healthy family, you came home to happiness.
Every time you hold your little kid in your arms, you embrace happiness.
Every morning that you wake up to a little kid sitting on your chest with a wide smile revealing all of his 6 teeth, you wake up to happiness.
Every evening that you return home to see your loved ones waiting for you, you come home to happiness.
I know I have many goals to work for. I know some of those I will achieve. And some I won’t.
But I know I am happy. Truly, madly, deeply. Thank you. Amen.
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