The Happy Pill

We look far and wide for that laugh, that warm moment. We scavenge so much that we forget to stop and just survey our surroundings at that precise moment. Happiness happens every minute, everywhere. It is that vision in the eyes of a child, that bundle of joy in every mother's arms.

Happiness is that pink marshmallow that's left of your rocky road scoop, that tiny (seemingly) insignificant detail that sweetly melts in your mouth. Happiness is that sixpence in the pudgy boy's pocket, which he cheerfully gives to a little-girl-who-is-not-a-beggar on a cold Christmas day.

It is bobbing for apples and carving pumpkins for the second-grade twins. It is thanksgiving, roast turkey, and the apple pudding grandmama always brings. It is that first time ever to sit on Santa's knees and ask for a bicycle, a doll, or a new baby brother.

Happiness is that quiet smile that wakes you up in the morning, the same smile that tucks you in at night. It is your Winnie the Pooh fleece blanket, your room, your comfort zone. Happiness is the night and its jewels that shines above you. It is the Makati skyline, the hidden lake with the tire swing.

It is that little feather that floats in the breeze but has the effects of a butterfly's wings. Happiness is that light feeling you carry with you as you go to work. It fills you up and gives you that bounce in your stride. Vitamin E could never make your face glow as much.

Happiness is that natural high. So don't look so far. Happiness is just around the corner. In fact, it lives there, there within your heart.