happiness
I am a happy person. I always have been, I think, and it's only gotten worse (better?) the older I've gotten. Most of the people I end up meeting and interacting with will admit that I am one of the happiest people they've ever met, and there's good reason for it. One of my greatest loves in life is to make others smile. It fills my soul with joy and dancing, so I do it. A lot. I flew across the country to get a boy to smile. Seriously, I did.
A lot of people have commented over the years that it is really easy to make me happy. So not only am I happy, but it is easy to make me happy, even if I'm not, which doesn't happen obviously very often. Truthfully? When I actually go out of my way to make you smile, there's a very real chance that I need to see you smile almost as much as you need to smile. Not always but... seeing other people smile. That, is something I need. The rarer your smile and the closer you are to my heart, the more I need your smile.
My mother had a very, very impoverished childhood, and mine, while far from impoverished, lacked a lot of stability. I am very, very aware of the difference between Want and Need.
I am fully aware that I want, a LOT of things. I want flannel sheets, a mini cooper, a tank, a room full of books, a wall for shoes, and a solid way to arrange my jewelery. I want to go to Europe, I want to earn that Italian ph.d. in Cultural Memory and European Tradition, I want to get married, I want to wear glitter in my hair all the time. I want to be successful at school, I want hugs, I want vanilla perfume, I want Jackie and Nathaniel to date, I want to be president, I want to be someone my parents are proud of.
But honestly? I could live without 99% of that list. I could live without them and be happy. I could be so happy.
What I need? Oh, that is a small, dear, darling list. It is comprised of God, hugs, and smiles.
If I want to be picky, I also need my journal, and a pen I can write in the journal with, I need my Bible that I actually like reading, I need Nathaniel and Jackie and Nathan. I need hugs from those aforementioned three, to remind me that the world is actually, really, a wonderful place.
After that?
There isn't anything else I need.
What about you?
A lot of people have commented over the years that it is really easy to make me happy. So not only am I happy, but it is easy to make me happy, even if I'm not, which doesn't happen obviously very often. Truthfully? When I actually go out of my way to make you smile, there's a very real chance that I need to see you smile almost as much as you need to smile. Not always but... seeing other people smile. That, is something I need. The rarer your smile and the closer you are to my heart, the more I need your smile.
My mother had a very, very impoverished childhood, and mine, while far from impoverished, lacked a lot of stability. I am very, very aware of the difference between Want and Need.
I am fully aware that I want, a LOT of things. I want flannel sheets, a mini cooper, a tank, a room full of books, a wall for shoes, and a solid way to arrange my jewelery. I want to go to Europe, I want to earn that Italian ph.d. in Cultural Memory and European Tradition, I want to get married, I want to wear glitter in my hair all the time. I want to be successful at school, I want hugs, I want vanilla perfume, I want Jackie and Nathaniel to date, I want to be president, I want to be someone my parents are proud of.
But honestly? I could live without 99% of that list. I could live without them and be happy. I could be so happy.
What I need? Oh, that is a small, dear, darling list. It is comprised of God, hugs, and smiles.
If I want to be picky, I also need my journal, and a pen I can write in the journal with, I need my Bible that I actually like reading, I need Nathaniel and Jackie and Nathan. I need hugs from those aforementioned three, to remind me that the world is actually, really, a wonderful place.
After that?
There isn't anything else I need.
What about you?