Happiness is writing. Happiness is poetry. Happiness is assembling words that fit my mental puzzle together. Happiness is that picture making sense. Happiness is sharing it with you. Happiness is it making sense to you. Happiness is it mattering to you.
Happiness is uncovering new ways of writing because of this challenge. Happiness is liking this challenge because it encouraged me to rhyme. Happiness is liking this challenge because it got me to dredge up weak attempts at haiku and make one of them good enough to sound like I have been doing it a long time. Happiness is a thesaurus. Happiness is a dictionary. Happiness is a rhyming website.
Happiness is uncovering parts of my imagination I didn’t know existed. Happiness is imagining Santa going through a Tom-Cruise-movie moment in his life. Happiness is finding different ways to imagine time travel. Happiness is imagining a story about an Adam and an Eve that includes a post-apocalyptic dystopian world. Happiness is figuring out what happens next in that story.
Happiness is reflecting back on why I started to write. Happiness is reflecting on why I continued to write. Happiness is reflecting on why I wrote about what I wrote about. Happiness is reflecting on moments that made a difference in my writing life. Happiness is reflecting on the people who gave me those moments. Happiness is finding my voice in the first poem I wrote. Happiness is hearing a voice that sounds familiar to my voice today. Happiness is understanding that familiar does not mean the same. Happiness is hearing that familiar voice through the years. Happiness is having the voice I have today.
Happiness is this community of writers I have found here in WordPress. Happiness is appreciating the Internet as a place for the quiet girl in the back of the room to have a place to speak. Happiness is getting to hear her. Happiness is hearing the boy talk about how he is recovering. Happiness is seeing a woman reach out to others in need. Happiness is seeing forums where people gather to share their poetry. Happiness is the healing that arrives in my in-box every day.
Happiness is how real this virtual world feels and absorbs my words. Happiness is recognizing that there are kindred spirits in every country, of every religion, of each generation, and in every time zone. Happiness is collaborating between the gecko and the mouse.
Happiness is making my way back to that road I didn’t travel. Happiness is finding other people on that road. Happiness is seeing that the road goes all around the world. Happiness is knowing this is still the beginning of the road. Happiness is the excitement of continuing down it and trampling on its overgrown grass.
Happiness is silly. Happiness is sappy. Happiness is the bird building a nest under the tiles on my roof. Happiness is this challenge ending at exactly 500 words. Happiness is finding my heart in my poetry and my writing.
A few places and people that I am already grateful for the happiness they have brought to me. This is far from a complete list, but merely a starting point of the people who were milling about on the road less travelled as if waiting for me to finally show up! I look forward to getting to know many more of you milling about. Happiness is…
and of course: