For a long time, I’ve pondered the question “what makes me happy.” I am sure each person’s definition of happiness will be different to another. Is our happiness dependent on ourselves, such as personal wealth, or is it dependent on the happiness of others, the successes of our family and friends? Consider Mark Twain, who said that “the best way to cheer yourself is to cheer somebody else up.”
Well, I don’t know.
I’ve done many things in my life for a 21 year-old lady. I’ve achieved a sense of academic and personal accomplishments that I am proud of. I like working out, traveling, baking, singing, analyzing numbers, etc. They all bring me joy and excitement, but it is hard to say that any of them is my ultimate solution for happiness. It is not a solution that I can figure out by crunching numbers and researching. I am longing to find out what it is that makes me happy.
After my semester in Europe, I realized that self-exploration and continued searching and learning do bring me a huge sense of contentment. Maybe it is the search and the journey, but not necessarily the discovery.
At the end of the day, I don’t know if I will ever feel fully content when I finally find out the answer, but a loved one has told me that it is not about the destination.
The journey’s just begun.