My Happiness Life Novels & Stories

While it didn’t take much convincing after we got everything out in the open, I thanked whoever was watching over us that I found what I needed in life to be happy. If anyone had asked me if my happiness involved a single mother and her child, I would have laughed in their face. But Rainey and Tanner were what I was looking for since Cynthia died. And I couldn’t be happier. Sometimes I thought about my life before them, and a sick feeling accompanied the thoughts. So I tried not to veer in that direction often. “I never thought I’d enjoy being on a beach in the cold weather,” Rainey said.

They shared what had happened to them while they were apart. In the end, Myla plopped her head on the table and tapped the aluminum can while her eyes flickered with nostalgia. “I only just came to realize that I’m the one who has to work hard for my happiness. If I don’t work hard for it, the happiness will not last long. It’ll only be as short-lived as fireworks—beautiful for a moment before fading away. “If I had stopped Sirius from getting married half a year ago, I might be happy now.”

"I promise you that I'll dedicate my entire life to making you happy." Those words sounded like music to my ears and if we weren't outside, I'd have jumped on him and given him the best sex of his life. We just happened to be in the wrong place. Such an unlucky man, he was. "Thank you, Murray. Really. Thank you," I said to him, full of gratitude. "In a world full of so many bad things like unhappiness, anxiety and the like, you've been more than a great help to me. You've shown me that suffering wasn't all that I was meant for. That I could have something else; something better. That I could be happy in this world. I never thought that it was possible. Each time I tried, there was always som

Kia leaned into him, watching their children play, watching Liam nearby with Wren and their own young daughter, watching Kratavak teaching Ryder's stepdaughter some game with exaggerated patience, watching Sable and Declan deep in conversation about the research center's latest findings. "I used to think happiness was something that happened to other people," she said. "Something I watched from outside, the way I watched Pam's easy relationship with her family, or the warmth other people seemed to take for granted." She paused. "I don't think that anymore. I think happiness is something you build, slowly, with people who choose, every day, to keep building it alongside you." "We built this,"

Murmurs of agreement rose among the crowd. "I learned that the hard way. You can have money and still be genuinely happy, there’s nothing delusional about that. And You can be broke and still never find the happiness you’re looking for. None of these things guarantees anything. I took in a deep breath before going on. "But sometimes, life surprises you. Sometimes the universe sends you someone who sees you for who you are, not for what you have or don’t have.” I found Vicky in the crowd. She was glowing, eyes shining with tears and pride.

"And you, Helen Munoz, do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?" "I do!" Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my mother wiping tears with a smile. Bernard and Sally also gave their heartfelt blessings. "This is great. He finally got the love he deserves." Jack, acting as best man, cheered loudly from below. "Kiss her!" I smiled and kissed the most important person in my life. Later, we had a daughter. With love and career both flourishing, my life finally felt complete.

Or probably those kids might be the children of any of these vendors. “Princess!” Jayden called the moment she slipped from his grasp. Clara took it upon herself to play with the young ones until their mothers were ready to return them home. Happiness—the kind she had never felt before—bloomed in emotional warmth as flowers opened in spring. She was always told when she was a kid that happiness was in everything. She just had to invite it in. It was in the cool rain and deep sunshine, or even when chopping a home-grown vegetable. The point was even in the simplest thing, people could find happiness. Before, Clara didn’t know what true happiness was. This newfound feeling that touched her hea

She said, biting her lip softly. "Depends what you determine as success…" I muttered, causing her to turn her head towards me. "Like… good money, nice house…" She trailed off, obviously rethinking what she was about to say. "Is that all success should be though? Shouldn’t you just want to be… happy?" I said, staring up into the darkness. "Are you happy? Now I mean…" I took a second to ponder this question. Am I happy? "I’m happier…" ***

Violet said while shaking her head. “Single but still happy,” Cindy said. “You two are happy, and we are both lonely people for life.” Jessica looked pitiful. “There is no love, the ideal is happiness. Happiness is the feeling, the realization of dreams and ambitions. Happiness is sometimes achieving what you want such as wealth, advancement in work, and a stable life. Or sometimes, happiness is going home with food to eat, work to do, and someone to wait for. In short, everyone has the right to choose their own happiness.”

Anne's P.O.V The funny thing about life is we make plans and then it just happens, whether as planned or a completely different way. My current life may not have been as I had planned it, but if I had a second chance, I believe I wouldn't be changing one thing. After having heard the reasons why I wasn't chosen, I was happy that I had gotten amazing parents and that later on in life I had received an additional mother and father figure in Rachel and Harold.