Sunday, July 25, 2021
I recently had my birthday. I got many kind wishes, I was glad to see how many people remembered.
But there was one phone call from a coworker. She is nice, but somehow she always manages to say something strange. She wished me many good wishes and above all she wished me that I would be happy (it is difficult to translate - but the choice of her words implied that she thinks I am not happy now).
I thanked her for good wishes and added that I already am happy.
She replied: "Then I wish you were happier."
Looking from her point of view - she has two healthy smart boys - I can imagine it is difficult to understand how anyone could be happy living a childless life.
But what means being happy? Is it possible that the concept of happiness is overrated?
Am I happy? I am not sure. But what I am sure is that I am content and I love living my quiet peaceful life. Enjoying many different things. Like picking up many vegetables and herbs in my garden and then cooking a delicious meal from the freshest ingredients possible.
(I took the photo above yesterday.)
A dear pen-friend of mine told me this week the statement her mother often told her: "doing less but enjoying it more". I love her mom's statement so much so I am sharing it with you. I find this statement very true also for my life. Enjoying simple things in life.