I feel happiest when I'm making something. Like these bottles, or a song, a photo, memory, a friend. Now I make things with my son. We draw pictures for Papa. We use cookie cutters to make sugar cookies. We water the plants together and the we always pour out the extra water and jump in the puddle together.
We've picked up and moved so many times, but these things stay with me. They make me feel so happy and such peace. Enough that my son now runs around talking about it. "Happy! Peas!"
Best feeling in the world.