The happiness we refute
“Do you want to go outside and play?” “No,” he replied irritated.
“Do you want to watch a movie?” “No”. His agitation increased with every proposal he refuted.
The truth is, little Josh didn’t know what he wanted. He was in one of those moods were nothing was good enough but even that nothing could not make him feel better. He was missing something but could not precisely state what that was.
His aunt came in the door after leaving him alone for five minutes petting Thunder, the small poodle that was lying on the couch perplexed with the situation.
She brought him a bowl with two scoops of ice cream. Ice cream always made things better for young and old. It was a sort of remedy for whatever you had, no matter if you couldn’t even define the problem yourself.
Josh relished every spoonful he tasted. When it was over, he turned to his aunt and said “Can we take Thunder out for a walk?” She nodded relieved and satisfied.
Sometimes it’s not the details that we’re missing, but the action. When our mental or sentimental world is in turbulence, our mind gets upset too. It’s not that we are not content with what we have. We are just longing for the reassurance that we matter and that things are not as bad as we often make them out to be. After all, we are only as happy as we allow ourselves to believe we are.