12/01/2026
Happiness
Happiness doesn’t arrive all at once.
It drifts in quietly —
in shared laughter,
in a breeze brushing your skin,
in the familiar comfort of a friend’s voice.
It isn’t perfection we’re longing for.
It’s aliveness.
The kind that exists even in the middle of uncertainty,
even with tears still warm on your cheeks.
Happiness is staying open when it would be easier to close.
It’s trusting that life, in all its wildness and contrast,
is still moving with you — not against you.
Joy was never meant to be held tightly.
It breathes best when it’s shared.
A laugh offered freely.
A kindness without calculation.
A moment of presence that ripples outward in ways you’ll never see.
So soften your grip.
Laugh when it rises.
Forgive before the weight settles in.
Love in a way that leaves you a little undone.
And when the day finally quiets,
when the noise fades and the light shifts,
may what remains be simple and true —
the gentle echo of a life that let itself be felt.