I used to ask myself this question how do you find real happiness day after day after day. It just seemed to be so elusive and as I looked around at other people who seemed to be so happy I just wondered why I was so different or was I?
I did not enjoy the drudgery of going to a job that I didnt particularly like but when I began to work for myself I thought that that would change I did enjoy what I was doing and although I had some happy times there was still something missing.
I read a lot of books and decided that if I earned lots more money then that would make the difference and then I would be truly happy and would then have a peace and contentment in my life well I did earn more one year but that didnt find me the happiness I yearned for. It must have been that I hadnt earned enough and this went on and on until I eventually realised that no matter what I earned it just didnt give me these real feelings of happiness and contentment not permanently anyway because of course there were the temporary highs when I was able to go cruising around the Caribbean.
I had a lovely family and yes of course I enjoyed life but as before there really was...