Happiness Is To Be Grateful And Appreciate The Moment
In response to Dancing Elephants prompt 25 of 52

I was having breakfast with George, and we talked about caravanning and motor homes. Somehow the topic of happiness came to light. Before I could say anything, George interrupted me: “Happiness is to have a lot of money. That’s it. If you don’t have money, you will never be happy.”
I didn’t say anything; I knew George would never understand. I just thought to myself: “If money is all we need to be happy, then why do so many rich and famous have alcohol-, drug- or other addiction problems? Why are there rich committing suicide? Out of joy and happiness? I doubt that… Why are there lottery winners saying that the winning ruined their life?”
As I understand we need money to pay our bills and survive, I sincerely doubt that money is the answer to happiness.

I grew up in a communist country with martial law. We didn’t have much money, and anyway, money was useless as there was nothing in the shops. We didn’t have any material wealth. We lived in my grandpa’s house, together with my grandparents and my dad’s sister and her family. Yet I had the most wonderful childhood a kid could ever wish for.
What I remember the most from my early years is the joy and happiness of people. Everyone was happy because of… nothing. People were excited because they managed to get a piece of butter, some meat or a bit more sugar for the month. The days were filled with hardship and fighting to survive, but people supported each other, and they were happy.

For us, West Germany was the absolute paradise on Earth. Everyone dreamed of emigrating and living in that country. And at the age of 23, I was very lucky to move to the fairyland. It was when I experienced a shock. Most people were grumpy and unhappy. How come? They live in heaven and are unhappy?
It took me some time to realize that, yes, they had plenty of material wealth, but they lacked gratitude, and their sense of entitlement was up to the moon! And this was the main reason for their unhappiness.


Here is something from my diary which I wrote more than 15 years ago. When Andy left me, and I found myself homeless in a foreign country, without money, family or friends, I struggled to cope. I mean, the worst was the mental impact. A few months after he left me, when I managed to somehow stand on my two feet, I bought a motorbike and started riding a lot. I was actually running away from myself. And here is what I wrote about happiness:
I always say, “Riding a motorbike makes me feel happy; I like travelling and seeing new places”. Yes, it is true, I like travelling, but currently, I am not doing it only because I love it, but because I want to forget my situation. I want to forget the pain. I want to go away from the emptiness in my life, go away from my own feelings. I am running away from myself. It is not travelling and having fun any more, it is like an addiction. I am cheating myself. […]
I have to learn to live my own life. I can’t be dependent on others. My happiness can’t depend on others. It is difficult because I want to share my life with someone, and I believe it is a natural desire of every human being. It is difficult to live alone.
But, if I don’t want to waste my life, if I don’t want to lose myself, then I have to learn to live my own life, and be happy on my own. Even if I want to be back with him [Andy] and have my “earlier life” back (and I hope that it is possible) I can only have it if I accept my life today as it is. I have to gain control over my emotions and stop thinking as negatively as I am right now. […]
As long as I will not be happy in my own company, as long as the happiness isn’t living inside of me, I simply won’t be happy. I will be unhappy — regardless if I am with him or not.”
Andy and I have never got back together, and I’m grateful for that. If we got together, I would never meet John, and I would never experience what romantic love actually feels like. It took me years to comprehend how abusive Andy was… Some disasters are just blessings in disguise…


Happiness is to have great relationships with our neighbours, and help and support each other.



I love to travel; they also make me happy. When I travel, I usually go to the more remote areas, where people do not have much material wealth but are more authentic and have very rich lives. My greatest time was with people who had nothing but were willing to share the bit they had. We shared some simple meals together, like pizza or pasta, and had the most fantastic time.
(Just a note: tourists often say that people in remote areas are rough and impolite; well, they are very direct, that’s true, but if you understand them and their life full of hardships, then you know how loving they are. They just don’t like arrogant tourists)








For me, happiness is a mindset. I believe that happiness is our choice and depends on what we want to see in life. Do we want to appreciate and be grateful for what we have, or do we prefer to worry about what we lack? Do we want to be happy or not?
I also believe that happiness is directly proportional to resilience; the more resilient we are, the happier we become. Resilience is understanding that not every day is great, but there is something great about every day; there is always something to be grateful for. It’s the faith that the sun will shine again after even the heaviest storm; we just need to survive the storm.
Happiness is accepting our situation as is, being grateful and appreciating what we have while trying to improve our lives and making the best out of what we have. It’s taking responsibility for our fate instead of blaming others and falling into despair. Ultimately, life isn’t about what happens to us but how we react to whatever happens to us.
If we pursue happiness and believe that “when I have this or that, then I’ll be happy,” then we will never be happy. Soon after we get what we want, we realise we need something else to be happy. If we can’t be happy with what we have, then we will never be happy.
This post was in response the weekly prompt by Vidya Sury, Collecting Smiles
So many wonderful articles were submitted for this prompt. I tried to chose just a couple but it was too difficult, so here are a few great stories about happiness, mostly from our wonderful publication DEP, but not only.
I always enjoy articles by Joyce Nielsen — I could relate to probably every sentence she mentioned in relation to happines
Despite (or maybe thanks to) all the difficulties I went through, I deeply believe that everything in life happens for a reason. I could very well relate to the article by Garima Sharma and I think it is worth sharing with wider audience
Tamil also shares a beautiful description of happiness in her post
Also DR Rawson - The Possibilist has a perfect answer on how to be happy
Akemi Sagawa in her article reminds us that happiness isn’t a goal but foundation of life
And Hermione Wilds Writes mentions how being with other people makes her happy
Camilla Seth wrote a great article about happiness from a point of view of a dog — I loved it and I hope you will enjoy it too. I hundred percent agree with Bubbie!
We all see happiness differently and it adds to its beauty!




