Once in childhood, the grandmother said: "You know, but happiness ... it can be different." I thought ... well, what nonsense. Happiness is happiness. This is when everything is perfect fine. Everything. And only now, after years, I begin to understand him. Happiness is not absolute. It is relative. Happiness is when it does not hurt. Happiness is when there is someone to tell your dream. Happiness - when there is someone to think about alone. Happiness is when there is someone to think about you. Happiness is when there is a house to which you want to return. Happiness is peace of mind.
Happiness is when you have morning. Happiness - when they call you just like that .. Happiness is just the absence of unhappiness. Happiness, it is actually so much, and we all wait and wait, not knowing that it is something different.
