Sadness is a passive emotion. It comes out of nowhere and slithers through your system on a fine December day, piercing and abrupt. It covers you like a blanket until it’s too late to escape its grasp. You will try to resist, find a distraction to consume your thoughts. However, your efforts will all be in vain. Everything you do, watching TV, filing office documents, taking a morning bath, will be tainted with a grim poison and you can’t do anything but to give in to it. Falling in the trap of sadness is such an easy task.
On the other hand, happiness is a conscious effort, a deliberate attempt. One cannot be happy and not know it, or will for it to happen. It is not served in a platter. It is yearned for, worked hard for, prayed for, waited for, and thanked hard for.
Tonight, sadness is a foreign concept. I will be happy because I found happiness in you.
I love you, Dad.