We’re so concerned with “getting over,” “getting through,” “everything will be okay in the end.” What about all the present moments? What about all the feelings? We don’t let ourselves time to be sad, time to heal, time to cry, time to just be. We are striving for happiness all the time. As if its a end result, like a number on a scale or a report card for a class stating “Happiness: A” Why do we believe happiness is only attainable in the end?
What if we realized that we had happiness all along?
And these moments, emotions, thoughts were a part of happiness too? And we took the time to actually feel the feelings instead of just waiting for happiness?