What is happiness?

For some reason this question was swilling around in my head yesterday. It all came about because I had this flash yesterday afternoon, this thought came into my head, totally out of the blue – I am happy. Not just content. Not just dealing with my lot. But actually, genuinely happy.

So I started trying to think why I was happy. I hadn’t just won the lottery. I hadn’t miraculously morphed into having the perfect figure, face or hair. I wasn’t suddenly living in my dream house. I hadn’t just landed the perfect job.

None of these things had happened, but I suddenly realised I was happy. This is what led to it – yesterday morning I had had a lovely morning playing with C and the new baby I am looking after, the two of them were gorgeousness itself, giggling and “talking” to each other. Then when they were napping I did some background things for this blog (and a future blog) which are really quite exciting (more to follow…). Just before 3.30pm I left the house to go and collect L and the other little girl I childmind from school, and that’s when it hit me. It was cold and clear, one of those perfect winter days, I could smell Christmas in the air, when I got inside the school gates there was that buzz of the Christmas end of term – preparation of nativity plays, carol concerts, Father Christmas visits. And suddenly I just realised, I am totally happy.

I am working as a childminder, not exactly my dream job or where I thought I’d be when I did a degree in French & Spanish all those years ago, not what I thought I’d be doing when I was working as a global marketing director, nor when I was running my own luxury travel agency. BUT it is where I want to be and what I want to be doing now.

I get to spend time with my children, to see them grow up and change every day, I get to help make my children and other people’s children happy too, I get time to be creative and do some “me” stuff on this blog and elsewhere when the babies are napping, and I get to be my own boss again.

I bought my own house when I was 25, sold it 3 years later and made a big profit. I bought another house when I was 28, sold it when I was 32 and made another big profit. Since then, I’ve lived at my parents (with my husband and then 3 year old daughter) for 3 months, as we chose to move back to the UK with no jobs and no home, and we now live in a rented house with no plans to buy in the foreseeable future.

I am nearly 38 years old, I have been pregnant and given birth twice, I most definitely do not have the face, hair or body of a 20 year old (cue wobbly tummy, eye bags, wrinkles, grey thinning hair).

My husband has just resigned from his job in order to focus on his own business for the next year, so financially we are worse off than we have been in quite a few years. And we now have two children to think about/pay for this time round too.

But do you know what? Despite lack of perfect job, dream house, pots of money, an ideal physical appearance I am happy.

So I reckon this is what happiness is. It’s being happy in who you are, what you are, what you do, who you are with and your day to day life. It’s realising that you are not going to have the Jones’ life next door, that you’re not going to have that A list celebrity’s bank balance, or a model’s looks or figure, and that you may never land that “dream” job (which might end up making you miserable anyway).

So if I’ve got a message to pass on to anyone reading this who isn’t happy, it’s this: learn to be happy with who you are and what you are. Change the things you can change but beware that this may not make you happy – losing those 10 pounds may not be the secret to everlasting joy, moving house may just move your sadness with you. But do leave that partner who is making you unhappy, and do change that job that is making you miserable.

Go forth and be happy!

The cupcake I made yesterday with the kids after school :-)

The cupcake I made yesterday with the kids after school 🙂

Disclosure: I have absolutely no qualifications or experience in psychology or anything like that. However I used to teach English and French to individuals, as well as working in Marketing and PR, and believe me, you learn a lot about people and how they work from these jobs.


4 Responses

  1. Love this.x
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  2. This is brilliant and actually just the shot in the arm I needed to remind me how lucky I am in the midst of the chaotic Christmas preparations. Thank you for posting this! (And it reminded me that we really must make the time to chat properly next time we’re in the same room – probably at Brit Mums 2014!)
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    • Franglaise Mummy says:

      Glad you liked it. We totally need to get time for a proper chat. Got my tickets for Britmums so that’s a defo, are you going to the big blogger party before then, in March?

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