How often do we stop and reflect on happiness? What makes us happy in the frenetic pace of life we all seem to create these days?
We race along in the mundane routine of everyday life, often too tired to really enjoy what life throws our way. And it takes the highs and lows of life to make us sit up and take notice of our emotions and what is wonderful about our everyday lives.
Last week I self published a short book about promoting yourself and establishing your brand. I wanted to share my journey of the last twelve months and give back to other authors the support given to me by writing colleagues who have became true friends in my writing journey.
The idea for my little book came from a throwaway comment by an editing client as I gave her advice on how to establish her brand and she said... you should write a book about that.
I laughed. "Yeah, in my spare time."
Last week, I was between two deadlines and not under the usual...'I have two hours to get this finished pressure'! I sat down and wrote my book over a couple of days.
Imagine my absolute amazement when I sat down at my computer with my first coffee the following morning, and discovered my little book which had virtually written itself had debuted on three Amazon bestseller lists in both the UK and the US!
In the midst of the excitement, a telephone call summoned us to the hospital to farewell a close family member. Ninety years of age and failing rapidly, we watch a much loved man let go of life. Sadness filled us as we pondered on the love, the experiences and the memories that will disappear as he draws his last breath.
Deep reflection on the emotional roller coaster of forty-eight hours was enlightening.
We let much happiness pass us by by expecting the peak experiences in life to make us truly happy. These moments of 'extraordinary experience' of love, accomplishment or rapture are profound moments when we experience that surge of emotion we identify as happiness.
But really, isn't it the small things in life when we are content in our comfortable, boring routine that is true happiness?
The joy of a child's giggle. The appreciation of a stranger for a good deed. A kind message from a friend. A gentle squeeze of your hand by someone who loves you.
That is happiness.
A whole new story has appeared in my imagination this week. I don't know when I will find the time to write it. But I do know it will celebrate the joys of everyday life and the moments of happiness we sometimes let go by.
And it will have roses somewhere in the title...
What was the happiest moment of your past week?