“Happiness is two kinds of ice cream.
Knowing a secret.
Climbing a tree.
Happiness is five different crayons.
Catching a firefly.
Setting him free.
And happiness is being alone every now and then.
And happiness is coming home again.
Happiness is having a sister.
Sharing a sandwich.
Happiness is singing together
When day is through,
And happiness is those who sing with you.
Happiness is morning and evening,
Daytime and nighttime too.
For happiness is anyone and anything at all
That’s loved by you.“
— From You’re A Good Man, Charlie Brown
One of my favourite musicals reminds me that happiness can be derived from something as simple as sharing a meal or singing out loud, as long as you’re doing something you truly enjoy, and with people you love. It reminds me that success, ambition, and complexity do not necessarily equate to happiness.
Thank you to all of my superrific friends for making me feel the love in Vancouver, making me feel at home despite the fact that I have no house here. Your generosity seriously takes my breath away. Thank you for showing me that I will always have family here, and for reminding me of what true, simple, genuine happiness feels like. I hope you all know that this love needs to be reciprocated, so please start booking flights to Montreal as part of your New Year’s Resolutions!
The holiday season is when many of us seemingly strive to regress to childhood innocence, decidedly returning to the family dynamics that some of us normally run away from (sometimes screaming). I think we do this during the holidays because at least once a year, we want to forget about our complicated lives and embrace the simplicity of pure happiness that is derived from being yelled at, taken care of, ordered around, and stressed out by our family – the people that at the end of the day were the ones who formed our childhood, significantly impacting who we have become. The ones who love us unconditionally (only because they have to, though, right?) even though you may vehemently disagree with them about pretty much everything (just a note that this is not a comment on my own family!).
At least once a year, I think it’s nice to be able to be kids again, in the comfort of a home that can feel as secure as a bomb shelter, knowing that there is temporary reprieve from the craziness that is the real world…
Merry Christmas, everyone =).