The Joy Of Life Novels & Stories

Dishey went on to explain " life is like a piano; There are white buttons, which are happiness, and there are black buttons, which are sadness, but make sure that you will play with both in order to give life a tune. The world is three days: Yesterday we lived it and it will not return, today we live it and it will not last, tomorrow we do not know where we will be, so shake hands and forgive and leave creation to the Creator, you and I and they and we are leaving. From the bottom of your heart, forgive those who offended you. A life led by your mind is much better than a life led by people's words. Despite the difficulty of life, it has a special flavor.

, This word bring new joy , new delight in everyone's life weather it is a girl or boy. But for me it's a life time compromise with my dream ,future, love, everything. Finally the day has come that Every girl eagerly waits for this Special day, cherishes some dreams for her upcoming new life. I also waited ,have some dreams but never thought that this would be like this.

I hope you guys too will learn to cherish your life, forgiving the bad people, living with a light heart, with an open mind, finding your own happiness in your own way. CHERISH YOUR LIFE WITH ALL YOUR HEART,NO MATTER WHATEVER IT TAKES, NO MATTER WHOEVER SAYS ANYTHING! FIND YOUR HAPPINESS,YOUR HAPPY ENDING LIKE HOW I ELEANOR BLUE ANDERSON FOUND MY HAPPY ENDING IN MY LIFE! ❤️❤️❤️THE END❤️❤️❤️ ***** Love ❤️❤️ moniagnes

I closed my eyes that moment, feeling his cold icy breath resting on my face, thinking he was like a dead guy whose ghost still lingers on this earth, and was here to disturb my slumber. And came along with my painful memories, were like books with chapters, deep and horrible, and the suffering I wanted to end. I recall how my body jarred with each blow, how the pain seared through my skin, and took away every feeling of safety I ever had. I vaguely remembered my childhood, my family with me, but my longing to journey to succeed, my dreams to be recognized, to get out of my miserable life burned in my heart like a tattoo. "I desire to have a voice. The most beautiful singing voice."

“I wish you all the happiness in the world, Liv.” Yes, I would be happy. From this day hence forth, our lives would be filled with all the joy in the world. THE END.

In that whirlwind of absurdity, I felt a deep, fulfilling rush of joy settle into my bones. This is my life now. No more running. No more hiding. Just this…messy, hilarious, and beautifully complete reality. And I wouldn’t trade a single second of it for anything else.

My father, Hector, and Benjamin had shared the transaction slips of the money they'd transferred to Jennifer's account. I curled my lip mockingly while looking at the birds that flew past my window. It turned out everyone remembered Jennifer's birthday despite forgetting mine. My father, Frank Monroe, shared his transaction slip. He also wrote, "Happy birthday to my darling Jennifer!" Hector wrote, "I hope you'll always be happy, Jennifer!" Benjamin wrote, "No matter what happens in the future, Jennifer Robinson is the only woman I'll ever love."

Recognizing ally when I see one, even unlikely ally. Quote to remember: "We can choose to be alive instead of dutiful." I close the journal and look at the calendar on my wall. December 15th is circled in red. Twenty-four days until I can file for divorce. Twenty-four days until freedom. I've died once already. I can survive twenty-four more days. And then I'm going to build the life I should have had the first time. A life where I'm not a wife, daughter, sister, bank, or dumpster.

I set my phone down and looked at Mark playing with Harper in the yard. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows over them. The pain I once thought would last forever now seemed like a fleeting fog in the river of life. I realized then that true happiness wasn't necessarily found in grand vows or dramatic gestures. Instead, it could also be found here in this seemingly mundane life filled with effusive warmth.

He would be joining them soon. For the first time in a long time, Jaimee felt no pain. She looked at her right hand and it was whole again. Tears of joy started streaming down her face. She knew if she followed Shiloh into the orchard grove there would be no returning to her home or family on earth. Still, the harmony she felt was unparalleled. She was holding the fur on Shiloh’s neck and walking with him, not wanting to let him go. Once they reached the edge of the orchard, Shiloh stopped and looked up at her, giving a soft moan. Jaimee knew it was time to let go or follow him through and be at eternal peace. “Shiloh, take care of my baby if you are able! Run through the fields and play wit