Happiness is Not a Violin Playing Goat

Happiness is discovering that my youngest child is left-handed like me.

Happiness is rejoicing that my kindergartener is doing well in school.

Happiness is having a great conversation on the phone with my dad and not wanting it to end.

Happiness is loving the sweet dog that is sitting at my feet right now.

Happiness is knowing that the love of my life will come home to me tonight.

Happiness is a text from a good friend.

Happiness is learning to knit from a fantastic person.

Happiness is the pile of beads sitting in front of me next to the crystal ring I made.

Happiness is having a mess of a house and (sometimes) doing something about it.

Happiness is knowing my children have a routine that includes time with their friends.

Happiness is me having a routine that includes time with my friends.

Happiness is knowing my husband has time for his hobbies.

Happiness is looking at the first note my husband ever wrote to me, over eight years ago.

Happiness is learning to not care about money while learning to be more careful with money.

Happiness is remembering that this little family has tons of good friends and neighbors.

Happiness is caring about the past while not living in the past.

Happiness is forgiveness.

Happiness is seeing my youngest stick his tongue out when he’s deep in thought.

Happiness is quiet inside.

Happiness is hope.

Happiness is knowing the dark days will come.

Happiness is knowing how to cope with the dark days.

Happiness is learning to bask in the great days.

Happiness is learning to not get bent out of shape at every little disaster.

Happiness is remembering that I’m already bent out of shape enough.

Happiness is loving my imperfect body.

Happiness is sitting on my front porch.

Happiness is worshipping God.

Happiness is listening for the school bus to come down the road.

Happiness is peppermint tea before bed.

Happiness is waking up bright-eyed before it’s light outside.

Happiness is half a dozen unfinished projects.

Happiness is a neat surprise in the art supplies I ordered.

Happiness is watching my husband and oldest son do homework together and hearing the little one asking to do homework too.

Happiness is…

Happiness is a blank sheet of paper.

Happiness is organizing my online presence.

Happiness is the wall of my children’s art in the hallway.

Happiness is sharing chewies with my boys.

Happiness is fun with spraypaint.

Happiness is remembering all of the stories of my grandparents.

Happiness is playing the piano and not caring that neither the piano nor my playing is perfect.

Happiness is creating.

Happiness is living.

Happiness is contentment with what I have.

Happiness is learning to accept that nothing is permanent.

Happiness is good yoga.

Happiness is music.

Happiness is calm routine.

Happiness is…okay, the violin playing goat line still makes me smile, so maybe it is that, too.

 


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