Novel & Cerita My Happiness Life

Standing here at the altar of the church, watching the woman of my life enter through the central nave accompanied by her father, and my mother with Sarah in her arms, right next to me, the happiness was so great, that I felt my heart fail a beat. Until a few months ago, I firmly believed that happiness consisted of being at an office desk, at the head of a company that moves millions of dollars a month. Today I see how empty the life I was living was because my greatest joy now was to go pick up my wife from her work, to go home after an exhausting day at work and find our little doll, every day smarter, always learning new things. I couldn't explain the size of my happiness when our little

I've never felt this kind of happiness before. I'm so happy that I check my phone. I want to share my happiness with someone. Brett. Victoria. They'll be thrilled for me. I haven't updated them at all since all of this happened the day before yesterday. I have so much to say to them. This is the most that has happened to me in the space of three days. Life with Luca is eventful. My days used to feel super short before. Now, they're long.

Hadley Happiness has a way of sneaking up on us. I don't realize how much I've been smiling, how I laugh more easily, I say yes without even thinking of no, because negativity is a thing of my past. Someone I work with told me today that I look younger than I have in years. I look like I'm enjoying life, and whatever's been holding me back for the last little bit, she hopes it's gone, because I act like a completely different person.

Had my-gulp-twenty-first birthday. Got married. Lived happily ever after. Yeah. Right. Because me and happily ever after were best friends. ###

I ask finally going to the one question I know I don’t want the answer to. “I was supposed to see you, catch up on life, go home to my wife and be live happily ever after.” He says staring at a spot above my head. “You can still do that. We’ve met up, we are catching up and at the end of this you’re going home to your wife. I don’t see anything wrong here.” I say looking at him closely. “What about being happy?” He asks looking at me. “Happiness is a choice.” I say and he chuckles softly.

I love you too baby. I look out of the window as we drive off to our destination and I know for sure that I don't want to spend my life apart from him. He is my savior, my husband, and my best friend. He gave me a new life and two beautiful daughters that I will protect for the rest of my life. And if someone would ask me if I'm happy? My reply would be: I'm happy I'm truly happy and I'm glad I got sold to the mafia.

◇AURTHUR POV◇ some says life always gives happiness after every sad part but I never believed untill I met my hooligan she is the real meaning of happiness whom I met her smile makes my heart blush every minute her anger makes me giggle she will be cute even in anger my cutie I waited for her birth but destiny separated me from her finally when I started searching for her in the name of revenge she entered into my life in the name of love she became reason to my happiness

Happiness. The last two and a half years have been nothing short of ecstasy. I married the love of my life and gave birth to a daughter for him. Believe it or not, I am the only happy person in the whole world who is content with a mundane regular existence. I switched from my previous fast-paced existence of folding pledges to folding diapers for my kid. From cleaning up the messes of underworld organizations to cleaning up my daughter's poop. I simply didn't expect it to be taken away so soon.

We’ve survived everything: lies, fear, mistakes, heartbreak, and somehow… we came out stronger, crazier, and more in love than ever. I glance at Freya and Alan, our friends-turned-family-turned-extended-anchors in this beautiful storm, and think, Yep. This is it. This is happiness. This is life. And Viktor? Oh, Viktor is already plotting world domination, and I have no idea how to stop him...but I’ll try. And if I fail, at least I’ll be laughing along with him. A FINAL WORD ABOUT HAPPINESS Happiness isn’t neat. It isn’t perfect. It’s spilled cereal, mismatched socks, sticky fingerprints, toddlers running wild, kids arguing over the last cookie, parents tripping over backpacks, laughter echoi

It's delicious, Gerald has a twin. As a good wife, I put my husband's coat and briefcase where they belong, and in the back make a drink. I made an expresso, with a heart. I took a deep breath, this is the way of my life that I have to live. This is my destiny, I have to accept everything. If I continue, mourn and feel sorry for myself. Until when will I be happy? Happy, we decide for ourselves. Everyone's definition is different. There are those who can just enjoy their favorite food, it is already considered happy. The definition of happiness for me, is when I see all my children grow up healthy and smart. And not against parents.