Happiness is.. Hi my dear readers :D, I know I have been a rather inactive blogger as of late. I was having a few dark days of my own, after receiving my horrid results (which I deserved) and feeling lonely and left out from everyone. But this email or rather story that was sent to me from my mum, provoked some inner reflections of mine. This story really identifies with me, hence, I would also like to continue passing on this happiness via sharing this story to y'all.

I would like to disclaim that I do not own this story, I am just a messenger sharing it to others. All credits go to the author/ where it originated from.

This story is about a beautiful, expensively dressed lady who
complained to her psychiatrist that she felt that her whole life was
empty, it had no meaning.

So, the lady went to visit a counsellor to seek out happiness.

The counsellor called over the old lady who cleaned the office floors.

The counsellor then said to the rich lady "I'm going to ask Mary here to
tell you how she found happiness. All I want you to do is listen to her."

So the old lady put down her broom and sat on a chair and told her story:

"Well, my husband died of malaria and three months later my only son was killed in a car accident.
I had nobody... I had nothing left. I couldn't sleep, I couldn't eat,
I never smiled at anyone, I even thought of taking my own life.

Then one evening a little kitten followed me home from work.

Somehow I felt sorry for that kitten. It was cold outside, so I decided
to let the kitten in. I got it some milk, and the kitten licked the plate clean.
Then it purred and rubbed against my leg and, for the first time in months, I smiled.

Then I stopped to think, if helping a little kitten could make me smile,
maybe doing something for people could make me happy.

So the next day I baked some biscuits and took them to a neighbour who was sick in bed.
Every day I tried to do something nice for someone.
It made me so happy to see them happy.
Today, I don't know of anybody who sleeps and eats better than I do.
I've found happiness, by giving it to others."

When she heard that the rich lady cried.

She had everything that money could buy, but she had lost the things
which money cannot buy.

"The beauty of life does not depend on how happy you are;
But on how happy others can be because of you..."

Happiness is not a destination, it's a journey. Happiness is not tomorrow,
it is now. Happiness is not a dependency, it is a decision. Happiness is what
you are, not what you have.

May your troubles be less, May your blessings be more,
May nothing but happiness come through your door! I love all of you who read this <3



Lots of love and happiness coming your way,
Al

Labels: depressed, finding myself, happiness, never give up, smile

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