Happiness Depends Upon Ourselves-Aristotle

What makes one person happy or content, does not necessarily work for someone else. But we must keep in mind, that everyone is entitled to their own form of happiness in this life.

If a person chooses to live a simple life, focusing on their family and the little daily things that make them happy, and if this truly makes them content, who are you to condemn them and mock them for their “boring” existence? If two people in a relationship are satisfied with seemingly ordinary things, then these “boring” moments to one person, become exceptional moments to the couple. When two people are truly in love, the little things become big things. 

And if a person chooses to live their life on the edge, constantly changing, and only feeling satisfied living what they consider a “FREE” existence, then that is their prerogative and they have that right.

We need to do what makes us happy.  Not what would make other people happy. 

If your life path is to be a lifetime student, a good mother, an artist, a lover, career oriented, free of society’s bonds, with the love of your life, alone…..give it all your heart and soul.  Your happiness is your reality and no one else’s.

I have been asked several times by like-minded people (other artistic personalities) (and sadly, with distain in their voices) if I would really be happy dedicating my life to being a mother and wife.  In their minds, doing this would mean giving up a freedom that they feel is imperative to surviving.  According to them, you can only choose one path.

 

Artists are an interesting bunch.  I have learned that the majority of artistic people are more ego than imagination.  Their status and persona as an artist (in the eyes of others) trumps things that they fear seem too mundane for “creative” personalities. An artist must be free and edgy and never “settle” for a conventional existence. I have met too many people who are afraid of being happy for fear it would take away from the façade they have built up over the years.  They don't want to appear soft or boring, even if what they are giving up for society's view is what would truly make them happy.

If creating a family with my husband, my best friend makes me happy, then yes, I am happy dedicating my life to becoming more than this person I am now.  My life would be richer.  Who says becoming a mother necessarily stops the creativity from flowing?  Who says I cannot continue being an artist and writing if I decide to add a member to my family? 

I am much more than one role in my life and I can continue to add to this list of what makes me, me and what makes me content.  I am an artist, a poet, a humanitarian, a friend, a lover, a warrior, a daughter, a sister, a best friend, a fighter.  I am the sum of every experience I have had in this lifetime.