I was asked today if I was happy from a very dear friend. The first thing in my mind was that I'm not miserable. Miserable, happy, miserably happy? By nature I am a very happy person. I wake up happy, ready to greet a new day. I find happiness in the smallest of things; the way the sun hits the glass in my kitchen and creates a rainbow in the room; when the sky is so beautiful blue with not a cloud in the sky; watching a family of hummingbirds feed every morning in front of my window at 9:30am; hearing the sound of my little dogs nails prancing across the wood floors; watching my daughter sleep, just to name a few. I'm happy that I'm healthy and my family as well. I'm happy that I can spend all the time I do with my daughter. I'm happy, really happy, when I spend the months of September soaking up the sun in the middle of the pacific ocean. There are so many things that make my happy and that I am so grateful for. But there are things in my life that if I could change, if I do change, would make me happy in a way that only that way could. I guess that true happiness really does come within; within your own heart; your own happy. And that's the love, your own love, the kind you know only comes to you once in your lifetime, that kind of love. .. If one believes that they deserve that happiness, the completeness of their heart, when they share it with their love, it is a love worth loving. Knowing I'm missing that, that makes me unhappy. But I stay happy for the tomorrows, I am happy for the days I am here on the earth, but I would be happiest with my last love..........So miserable I'm not, happy I am and happy I'm not.