If I close my eyes, I can see it still. From across the room or a million miles away. I can still feel how it lights up the room and makes my heart melt. That smile makes my day. If nothing else in the world, I love seeing that smile. The way your eyes crinkle, and your cheeks demand to be involved. A smile on your face means everything is perfect and none of the bad stuff ever happened.
Unfortunately, when I open my eyes it's gone. It's like a grey cloud with no sign of sunshine for miles. It stops me in my tracks and takes my breath away. For the first time in my life I've realized that my happiness has always depended on someone else's. I want to make people happy. When I open my eyes now, I realize I've drastically failed. The only person to blame is myself. I can't make people happy when happiness is something that is already inside us.
Deep inside everyone has happiness that they either hide from or shine bright where everyone can see. People ask me what I want in life, and all I have ever answered is to be happy every day. The moment I feel I've found my happiness, here comes the clouds. It's decades of trying and failing that leaves me wondering how deep my own happiness is.
Realizing now that it's not inside someone else's smile, I start looking inside for my own. My happiness lies within my children. The way they're growing and watching my every move. The way they're stronger than me in so many ways. That is my happiness. My happiness is in my mornings. When I wake up and it's quiet leaving me time to enjoy a free moment inside my own head. My happiness is in that first cup of coffee, that river bend that carries us away, those roads that get me lost, and those songs I sing completely off tune. I've always had it. I just didn't know I was as happy as I have been until my sunshine went away for a moment.
I wish everyone saw me as a happy person. Instead I'm a grump. By all means I'm a happy grump though. It's going to take me a while to find the light again, but inside I'm blessed. I'm grateful for what I have, grateful for the times I've had with the people I love. I am grateful for loving people so much that my heart aches for them daily. I'm grateful for crying when I feel lost because it makes me feel alive. I'm grateful for being me. And I'm grateful that people love me for who I am. I have no regrets. I've lived a life full of glorious moments with the most amazing people in such a short time. Even though some of those people are no longer with me physically, in my heart they will always be.
That smile will forever be in my thoughts. I will never forget the moments that put that smile on my face and yours. I will never forget that inside we are all happy people in a world full of chaos and confusion just trying to find our way. I am part of a world full of people that have the greatest happiness inside them trying to find their sunshine and that is my true happiness. I'm glad to be a part of the mess.