Every year it happens. On February 14, people all around wake up recognizing a holiday that sells more merchandise than Christmas. And probably in more ways than one, makes more life changing moments. Now I mean the whole purpose of Valentine’s Day is spend it with the one you love, the one that makes you happy (hopefully).
And for that main purpose is the thing that I’ve really never wrapped my mind around. I couldn’t tell you how many people I’ve heard complain that Valentine’s Day is a terrible holiday, one that they dread every year and makes them unhappy. Then again, the majority of the people I hear this from are single.
As far as I’m concerned, that could be hypocrisy at its worst. But there’s that other slim margin of people who say it’s a bad holiday and they’re with someone, and their reason isn’t just because it’s a Hallmark holiday, but because their significant other didn’t want to do anything special. This in terms makes them upset and unhappy with their situation.
Really?
To this point, I’m just dumbfounded. So these people are trying to tell me they’re unhappy because – A: They don’t have anyone to be with; or B: their significant other didn’t feel the need to do anything?
I didn’t realize that you needed someone to be happy in life and/or have something go perfect or else everything goes in the crapper. Maybe I missed it along the way as I was growing up watching Laguna Beach and Singled Out. Wait…scratch that…I didn’t do that. I was enjoying myself just relaxing and taking things as they came.
“Our minds are as different as our faces: we are all traveling to one destination; --happiness; but few are going by the same road.”
Why can’t other people do this too? I mean some of you could call me a hypocrite on this whole subject at one point or another, but life is life. I do realize that some people react differently to certain subjects and aspects of life, but is it seriously necessary, especially at this point in our lives to find someone to be happy? I mean come on…most of us haven’t even reached the 1/3 mark of our lives, maybe not even the ¼ mark. But yet first thing is first, we have to find someone we can be happy with.
I’ll tell you first and foremost. Where I stand today is the happiest I have been in months. Life is on track to get to where I want to be, there are no massive distractions, family life is good and everything is on cruise control. And to top if off, I spent Valentine’s Day alone (I just got to watch the most intense basketball game ever). Now don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t mind a relationship too, but it’s nowhere near something you should base your happiness on.
Happiness is something that comes and goes, something that you have to wait for, something you have to enjoy because you never know how long it will last. Why do people think it only comes from one person that’s walking somewhere around the world that they’ll eventually run in to, but until then…all you feel is depression.
Depression is overrated as far as I’m concerned. You want happiness? Appreciate the things around you. Your friends, your family, your hobbies, the things you do in everyday life. You want happiness in a relationship? Well…if you aren’t happy in the first place, what in the world are you doing? Be happy that you’re with someone who appreciates you for you. Don’t pin too much on one day out of the 365 just because it’s labeled a “lovers day”.
Happiness is staring all of us in the face, we just have to realize it’s there and stop looking past it to the things we lead ourselves to think are needed in life to be happy. You could even go back to quoting the cheesy quotes like “Every moment you spend depressed or sad is another lost moment of happiness”. But then again…who could put it any better?
Happiness is just outside my window
Would it crash blowing 80-miles an hour?
Or is happiness a little more like knocking
On your door, and you just let it in?
Happiness feels a lot like sorrow
Let it be, you can't make it come or go
But you are gone- not for good but for now
Gone for now feels a lot like gone for good
Happiness is a firecracker sitting on my headboard
Happiness was never mine to hold
Careful child, light the fuse and get away
‘Cause happiness throws a shower of sparks
Happiness damn near destroys you
Breaks your faith to pieces on the floor
So you tell yourself, that's enough for now
Happiness has a violent roar
Happiness is like the old man told me
Look for it, but you'll never find it all
Let it go, live your life and leave it
Then one day, wake up and she'll be home
Home, home, home
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