Even with this 'Happy' focused question, I feel the need to pasue and think. When was I really happy. and why? There were times I remeber someting and think was I happy back then? Or did the memory of it make me feel happy now? For example, I remember when I was with friends and we were volunteers, guarding ballot boxes in Makati City Hall - the da beofer that, some goons tried stealing the ballot boxes, and even hust someone defending them. So back then things were so tense - not a cause to feel happy, But... while guarding the ballots in the dead of the night, I found myslef describing to a friend who had not collected comics for some time and was confused with what he read from my collection. So I gladly filled in the missing portions - explaing stories that happened, how characters changed, and in hindsight, as I remembered that night, I could honestly say that my knowledge of comics and the sharing of said knowledge in a meaningful and yes, despite the topic, a serisou discussion, helped keep us busy, awake and distracted from the worries of what might happen. How my sharing of m comics knowledge helped us continue ot be brave.How my being ac comic geek found a practical, and if I were even exagerate a bit, a heroic application to life. That makes me proud, and happy. It may be shallow... but how many people get to say that they defended democracy, and comics stock knowledge kept me brave, entertaining others while facing an unkown possibility of fear, yet still staying there anyway?
Other times, I felt such happiness in the middle of a family vacation, when I would look at where we were, how we were enjoing our time together as a family - the bliss of just relaxing. Sometimes this was through some introspection, like the time I stepped out our hotel room - into the balcony, hot cocoa in hand, Enjoying the blissful early morning, watching the sunlight chase the night away, and I just listening to the backgound noise of the birds waking and chirping. Knwong that my family was complete and peacefully asleep in the room. This time of introspection comes few and far between. Sure I probably checked my phone for some stuff.... but the overall cool, quient and peaceful mement was priceless.
Another? My 60th birthday, and the surprise I got upon arrving home - coming from John's house - not knowing this need for me to go out during a relaxed COVID moment, was it itslef a treat for me. But Driving home to a surprise set up with ballons, 80's dance music, and a greeting family. THe surprise, when I was just expecting amundane time to eat... that made me happy. Knowing that this little surprise was done because, my wife and kids loved me. I even danced around while coming into our home.
One profound happiness moment that happened was my last Birthday, it was a HOLA Toatmasters meeting, and i was not announcing it to anyone - not that it was a secret, mind you. Anyone that follwed my Social Media I 'm sure got a reminder about it. Anyway, in the middle of the informal program, everyone present started singing a Happy Birthday. If others did not know it yet - they surely did now. But that wasn't the clincher. One by one, in an impromptu manner, each Toastmaster started to share their thoughts and gratitude to me for being who I am as a leader, mentor, inspiration... t was definitley heartfelt, and I sorely wish I had te presence of imd to record that session. Alas, I did not - but the memory remains. This was probably the ifrst time I experienced colleagues sharing their gratitude with me, about me. It was touching and I had some watery eyes moments. Lucky I did not cry right there and then. That was something, indeed.
The latest was an unexpected sharing by Outgoing District Director Jot Chiongbian when he was thanking his Division Directors for their efforts in leading District 75. I, being the Division N Director, would be the last one he would omment on - most everyone had a one-liner, a moment of success done and accomplished. I expected a simple thank you, as my Division had not produced any exemplary moments. Instead I had a heatfelt sharing by Jot, of how I reminded him of his dad - even getting Pria to agree that he did indeed see similarities in how I acted, who I was, and most likely, the shared values I displayed. So this was not just a thank you for your service, but a thank you for reminding me of my dearly departed father, as well. Wow... that was different, unexpected and a bit embarasing sa it was shared with the whole District representatives listening in.
I'm not hard to please, and I'm not demanding. Simple moments of peace and tranquility - ones I know are not your everyday moment, like walking in a field full of pine trees in weather pperfect temperature, or trying to capture the sunrise in various locations, abmiring the beautiful sunset colors, sharing timeless stories of role palying adventures with friends, a laughter and drinks... all these are snipets of happiness that I experience at random (which can be more meaningful), or possibly part of a planned experience. They can be unpredictable - but when they happen, they can feel like magic moments. I wish there would still be more, and I hope others experience similar profound happy moments.
Our band loses a mainstay.
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Have I already shared the fact that I joined the High School Alumni band as
a vocalist? If not, I first joined them during our 40th anniversary year.
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