Is This Seat Taken?

"Happiness is a journey, not a destination; happiness is to be found along the way not at the end of the road, for then the journey is over and it's too late. The time for happiness is today not tomorrow." ~ Quoted by Paul H Dunn

We often find ourselves searching for happiness-- like it's a bus stop we can just get off at, concluding our travels through daily turmoils. But when we're too busy waiting for the bus to stop to get off, we miss everything along our journey. And what I've began to realize lately is to not only appreciate the beauty and the scenery I witness out of the window, but also the destruction or the bumps in the road. Too often we're always searching for the happiness we feel can be reached and kept, like the happy endings we watch in movies. We don't see what happens after the movie is over; all we're left with is the final scene of the happy, smiling couple or the disputing family finally reconciling their differences. That's not real life. There will be more disputes, the smiles will fade at times, and destruction will set in again. But that's the journey, we're along for the ride eternally through every bump, every pot hole-- we have to see it all in order for growth to set it. And growth is one of the greatest gifts I have been given. There will be times in your life you may feel you've gotten off at a stop with no hope of finding another bus out.. But there is reason for everything on our journey. And you're not alone. You only need to ask for directions, either from others you see on the road along side you, or from within yourself. Happiness is the journey, through good and bad, not the destination. There are no destinations in life, only temporary pit stops.

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