第4章OurPursuitofHappiness(1)
第4章ourpursuitofhappiness(1)
·anonymous·
wechaseafterit,whenitiswaitingallaboutus.
“areyouhappy?”iaskedmybrother,ian,oneday.“yes.no.itdependsonwhatyoumean,”hesaid.
“thentellme,”iasked,“whenwasthelasttimeyouthinkyouwerehappy?”
“april1967,”hesaid.
itservedmerightforputtingaseriousquestiontosomeonewhohasjokedhiswaythroughlife.butian’sanswerremindedmethatwhenwethinkabouthappiness,weusuallythinkofsomethingextraordinary,apinnacleofsheerdelight—andthosepinnaclesseemtogetrarertheolderweget.
forachild,happinesshasamagicalquality.iremembermakinghide-outsinnewlycuthay,playingcopsandrobbersinthewoods,gettingaspeakingpartintheschoolplay.ofcourse,kidsalsoexperiencelows,buttheirdelightatsuchpeaksofpleasureaswinningaraceorgettinganewbikeisunreserved.
intheteenageyearstheconceptofhappinesschanges.suddenlyit’sconditionalonsuchthingsasexcitement,love,popularityandwhetherthatzitwillclearupbeforepromnight.icanstillfeeltheagonyofnotbeinginvitedtoapartythatalmosteveryoneelsewasgoingto.butialsorecalltheecstasyofbeingpluckedfromobscurityatanothereventtodancewithajohntravoltalook-alike.
inadulthoodthethingsthatbringprofoundjoy—birth,love,marriagealso—bringresponsibilityandtheriskofloss.lovemaynotlast,sexisn’talwaysgood,lovedonesdie.foradults,happinessiscomplicated.
mydictionarydefineshappyas“lucky”or“fortunate,”butithinkabetterdefinitionofhappinessis“thecapacityforenjoyment.”themorewecanenjoywhatwehave,thehappierweare.it’seasytooverlookthepleasurewegetfromlovingandbeingloved,thecompanyoffriends,thefreedomtolivewhereweplease,andevengoodhealth.
iaddedupmylittlemomentsofpleasureyesterday.firsttherewassheerblisswhenishutthelastlunch-boxandhadthehousetomyself.thenispentanuninterruptedmorningwriting,whichilove.whenthekidscamehome,ienjoyedtheirnoiseafterthequietoftheday.
later,peacedescendedagain,andmyhusbandandienjoyedanotherpleasure—intimacy.sometimesjusttheknowledgethathewantsmecanbringmejoy.
youneverknowwherehappinesswillturnupnext.wheniaskedfriendswhatmadethemhappy,somementionedseeminglyinsignificantmoments.“ihateshopping,”onefriendsaid.“butthere’saclerkwhoalwayschatsandreallycheersmeup.”anotherfriendlovesthetelephone“everytimeitrings,iknowsomeoneisthinkingaboutme.”
igetathrillfromdriving.onedayistoppedtoletaschoolbusturnontoasideroad.thedrivergrinnedandgavemethethumbsupsign.weweretwoalliesinaworldofmadmotorists.itmademesmile.
weallexperiencemomentslikethese.toofewofusregisterthemashappiness.