As I was driving today, I saw an expensive car with the license plate “DIE HAPPY”, written in different letters, but I could read it all the same. As I contemplated that license, I saw a young mother skipping with her daughter on the sidewalk next to me. They were laughing and smiling, and having so much fun. They were happy.
Then I thought about life; about happiness and what makes others happy and what makes me happy. I drive a older mini-van, nothing fancy, and if I’m still driving a mini-van when I die, I’ll still die happy. I don’t need an expensive car to make me happy. What would you need to make you happy?
How much “stuff” actually makes us happy? I read about miserable rich people, and that makes me wonder why are they so miserable. I know why though, its because no amount of “stuff” can make anyone happy. It may make you feel happy for a short time, but in reality, no material item can make anyone truly happy. Happiness comes from within, and there’s no other way to find it, other than from within yourself.
I think about what makes me happy and its not things, its experiences. My husband and I went on a short get-away last summer to see the Tall Ships in Duluth, MN, and that truly made me happy. I didn’t buy much when I was there, but experiencing the event, and spending quality time with my husband made me very happy. When I spend time with my kids, it makes me happy. (Well, most of the time, but that’s part of being a parent.) Also, spending time with my mom and my siblings makes me happy. My job consists of visiting with many people throughout the day when they come as customers to my store, and that makes me happy. I love visiting with people and listening to them talk about their families and their lives. I’ve grown to be a good listener over the years, and its fun to connect with people.
If I won a million dollars, I don’t think I would truly be any happier, my life would just be easier not ever having to worry about money. So in hindsight, perhaps the license plate should say “DIE EASY” instead, if it were on my luxury car anyway.
So instead of worrying about dying happy, what if we instead had the goal of living happy? We could skip down the sidewalk with our child or grandchild or friend, and just be happy to be alive, and able to skip! If we each do something everyday that makes us feel happy, the world would be a much friendlier, happier place. What makes you happy? I’d love it if you left me a comment to let me know what things make other people happy. Just click on the “leave a comment” button under the title of this post and let me know. Thanks!