Sometimes it takes an entire life to find happiness. Sometimes it is staring you straight in the face. Sometimes, we have buried the happiness for so long that we don't remember what it feels like, where we put it, or how to get it back.
I buried my happiness 15 years ago. I had forgotten just how good it felt to be happy. I had forgot how to get it back. But damn if I didn't know it when I saw it. My happiness is back and here to stay. I know what I did all these years to keep myself from being happy. I tried so hard to do the opposite of what made me happy. Yet somehow could not figure out why I wasn't happy.
I faced my problems this week. I was ready to close that chapter of my life for good so I could move on. I thought that was I needed to do. However, I looked at it and knew right then, that book could never be closed for me. Then to find out, the other person involved tells me it is only the beginning. Woohoo! That is ecstacy!
