Happiness is... so many things. It's all the little things that make up our days, the experiences that make up our memories, the things that make us smile, inside and out.
It's also the big things in life, like receiving good medical results, and it's all the things in between, like enjoying that well deserved vacation.
Watching my children sleep.
Hearing their laughter.
Playing with my boys, lost in the moment.
The words spoken by my 2 year old. Words so often said the wrong way that make them that much more beautiful to hear. (Mickmack = meatsauce, I no no = I don't know.)
Affection and love between brothers.
Reading to my children.
Seeing my boys play with their daddy.
Conversations with my curious 4 year old, and watching him exploring and discovering, searching for fossils on his expedition.
Seeing my two year old steal the show wherever we go with his happy smile and proud walk.
Happiness is also the big things in life, like...
Feeling blessed to have a wonderful family, a grandmother who comes over almost daily to cook for us, to take care of my children, and to clean my house, out of the kindness of her heart.
Having a husband who stands by me no matter what I do, always supportive, always there for me.
Parents who cannot possibly love my children any more.
Hearing you are okay after a medical scare.
Seeing your child get better after a serious illness.
Feeling safe at home during a horrible storm.
Reading the news, when it's good, as rare as that is.
Happiness is also...
Getting off the plane!
Palm trees. The ocean.
The feel of hot sand on my feet.
Going back to my favourite shopping centre and inhaling.
A new purchase. A new purchase. A new purchase.
Beautiful resorts, amazing pools, tropical drinks and people watching in the lobby.
An oceanview balcony and the sound of waves crashing as I sleep at night.
Exploring a new country and taking countless numbers of pictures.
Eating a great dinner at my favourite restaurant with wine and desert.
A long drive, with amazing music.
A really good book.
A really awesome TV show.
Getting in bed after a long day.
Hearing my name being called, no matter the time, day or night: "Mama! Mommy!"
Running to my children, arms outstretched, and seeing my children running towards me.
Seeing a good friend after a long time and conversations that last all night long.
Happiness is all that and all the things that are left unspoken.