Random Thoughts: Happiness Part 2

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Local blooms by Azalea

“I see trees of green, red roses too. I see them bloom for me and you.

And I think to myself what a wonderful world.” — Louis Armstrong

During my 1 year hiatus from work, I would hear this song being played on the local radio everyday at 8 o’clock in the morning. I remember my dad whenever I hear thisĀ  – it’s one of his favorite songs of all time. He even bought a singing frog stuffed toy a long time ago, and he would play this song again and again.

As I got older I could relate to this song more. Come to think of it, it’s the simple things in life and in the world that could bring a smile (or laughter) in my heart.

Happiness, for me, is waking up refreshed from a good night’s sleep;

It is the smell of freshly baked bread, and the sight of blooming flowers of the season;

The pleasant surprise of stumbling upon a new find, or rediscovering long lost remnants of a fun childhood routine;

A bird randomly perching on my shoulder one cold winter’s day;

Clasping hands with D every now and then while walking thousands of steps on a sunny day;

The feeling of accomplishment after hours of climbing up a mountain;

Singing softly to a seedling encouraging it to grow strong, and stumblingĀ  upon colorful dragonflies during tree planting activities;

And finally after a day’s work, being able to snuggle under the sheets on a cool January night, recounting all blessings I’ve received earlier that day, and finally being able to sleep soundly at night being at peace with myself and with God.

 

 

 

 

By MrsWayfarer

Living Free and Making a Difference

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