Our happiness gets smaller as we get older. As children, our joys are simple and abundant: a sunny day, a favorite toy, a loving hug. Our smiles are wide, our laughter contagious.
But as we grow older, our happiness becomes more elusive. We chase bigger dreams, only to find that they don’t fulfill us as deeply as we thought. We accumulate more possessions, but they don’t bring us the joy we once found in simple pleasures.
We become more cautious, more jaded, more critical. Our smiles fade, our laughter becomes less frequent. We start to believe that happiness is a luxury we can no longer afford.
But what if we’re looking at happiness through the wrong lens? What if we’re chasing the wrong things? What if happiness is not something we find, but something we create?
Let’s rediscover the joy of the little things. Let’s embrace the beauty of simplicity. Let’s find happiness in the present moment, not in some distant future.
For happiness is not a destination, but a journey. And it’s never too late to start again.
Happiness is a choice
