To Be Happy in Life…
Perhaps this is our most fundamental desire.
“How happy are we?” is a question that lives in all of us — our curiosity, our concern, our quiet struggle.
But tell me, beautiful people, how happy are we really?
And more importantly, what do we mean by happiness?
How do we define it?
When I looked at our previous survey, aside from one or two answers, I saw that almost everyone described themselves as unhappy. Maybe some of us exaggerated our unhappiness, magnified it. Maybe others are truly unhappy — so deeply that they can’t even recognize it.
Still, I believe we should approach this question more gently.
When you saw that question, how many of you remembered the moments you laughed, the days you smiled?
Very few of us, I think.
Because we focus on our pain.
We can easily say, “That day was terrible,” or “This moment hurt so much,” and we end our sentences with, “I’m unhappy.”
But how many of us truly know what makes us happy? Who or what brings us peace? How clear are we about that?
I think we define happiness incorrectly and place expectations too high.
Have you ever noticed, while feeling sad, that when you looked at the bigger picture, there was still happiness somewhere within that moment?
I believe that is called peace.
And peace includes sorrow.
When you feel at peace and accept life in all its forms — when you allow sadness to exist — you realize that you can still be happy.
The worst thing is numbness. The inability to guide yourself.
If you cannot feel, how would you ever know pain — or its opposite?
That’s why you should know that everything you experience becomes a part of you, something that shapes and grows you.
You should love and embrace your experiences and emotions because they give meaning to your life.
Only then can you find balance.
Life — living — is beautiful in every form.
We must allow the things we consider “small” — though they are not small at all — to make us happy.
And I ask you:
Who has fought?
How much have they fought?
In moments when they felt bad, when they couldn’t feel pleasure, in the middle of that very moment…
Let us simply want it.
Happiness becomes ours when we choose it.
Being grateful for the sunrise…
Noticing a bird accompanying you as you walk with sadness…
Asking an elderly man, “How are you?”
Making a child smile with a small, thoughtful gift…
Feeling the wind, getting soaked in the rain…
Knowing that you are alive, that you are breathing…
And above all, feeling your heart.
Believe me, these moments build a staircase to happiness, step by step.
They help you feel better.
Knock on doors you’ve never opened.
Lean toward roads you’ve never walked.
Meet a new version of yourself.
Don’t run after happiness — you can’t catch it that way.
Instead, allow it.
Let it come to you.
With love.
