(Gratuitous cat photo.)

A friend said to me recently, “I love reading your blog because you sound so happy.” I do? I do! I even sound happy to me. I didn’t know anyone else noticed. I was quick to remind her that my life isn’t perfect. But I do love my life, and that is because a couple of years ago I started living my life for myself rather than for other people. This isn’t as self-centered as it sounds. Pursuing happiness is a factor of self-interest, not of selfishness. Selfishness is not caring about how other people feel. Self-interest is caring about how other people feel then balancing that against caring about how you feel, too, and accepting that you’re not responsible for anyone else’s happiness, only your own. Women, in particular, have a hard time with this concept.
A couple of years ago when I first came to live in this slanted little house, I was thinking about my own happiness. But I care about how my actions affect other people, especially my children, and one of the reasons I am happy now is because my children are happy, too. So many good things have happened for me and for the people I care about, things that I could never have predicted when I was just putting one foot in front of the other, pushing the boulder of outside negativity off my chest every day to get up and keep going. This road home was not an easy one.
But today, I am surrounded by the people, places, and things that feel good, down deep, that feel peaceful and positive and right, for me and for my children. I made a radical, and I mean radical, change in the direction of my life–and it all started with actually opening my heart one day to the question–are you happy? This is a massively frightening question to face because if the answer is no, then what are you doing to do about it? (Most likely, the answer to that question is going to be a lot of trouble.) I didn’t even really know what I wanted, what I needed to be happy. I just knew that I wasn’t and that it was time to go in search of it. I ended up in the least expected place, down a country road to a farm you have to drive through three creeks to reach. I didn’t know exactly where I was headed when I started. I put myself on a road with no map and let my heart find the way on its own.
This is my life, not anyone else’s idea of what my life should be. I delight in happening upon sheep, driving my cousin’s mother to the little store, fording rivers in a 4WD I never would have imagined I’d need, watching snow fall over the hills, and I love, absolutely love, finding chickens in the road. I get excited about things like buying farm boots. Give me a thornless blackberry bush and I might swoon. I love everything about my life, and there was never any point in the past where I could have honestly made that statement. And that, I believe, is what life should be like and why I wouldn’t take back one painful step it took to get here (though I wouldn’t want to relive it for a million bucks). It is true that nothing worth having comes easy, and possibly more true of happiness than anything else.
But it’s also true that it’s worth having.
And for me, happiness is chickens in the road, and everything that means. What about you? What does happiness mean to you?


















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That was a beautiful post. Hooray for you for finding the road to your farm and family and happiness! :thumbsup:
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Like you, I think I’ve found my happy life. Happiness for me is finding the beauty in the ordinary — orange sunlight casting purple shadows, or a monochromatic snowy mountainside. It’s about baking cookies with my children and laughing with my friends. It’s about hearing the neighbors mowing the lawn on a warm Saturday morning, or curling up with my sweetie and watching a movie.
Writing this made me think about my photography, and how it’s really just an attempt to capture and draw attention to simple, beautiful, everyday life.
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I like being self interested, which isn’t selfish at all.
:J
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Happiness to me are horses grazing in the pasture, kids in the creek and a dog sleeping at my feet.
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Thank you, S, for this post.
Bayou Woman
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Bayou Woman, there isn’t anything in the blog about it as it was going on. I was depressed, LOL. I didn’t really blog about it at the time. The Slanted Little House post (button in the menu bar) is the main post I wrote about my journey to here.
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Being 60 miles from any town!
Working alongside my children knowing that I will get to work alongside my grandchildren as long as I like long enough.
And a thousand other little things also.
When I like the guy who watches me shave in the mirror, life is a lot easier. And if I can keep him pretty happy, then everyone around me has a better life.
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-Kim
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May I add I love the gratuitous cat picture? :purr:
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As a cat lover (we have 3) the photo was great of the little furry friend. :cattail:
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Keep up your great blog.
Blessings from Ohio…
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Your post truly touches the heart.
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Happiness is living close to my family again.
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Glad you’ve found your happiness, Suzanne. :-)
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Thank you for sharing your journey with us!
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Everyone has the capacity to be happy. Not eveyone takes advantage though. Have you ever met someone who finds their happiness in being unhappy? Now that may not make sense to some.Think about it, that person is happiest when telling you all the things that make her unhappy. I have a friend like that. :wall: I too have had a lot of sad events in my life but I choose not to be unhappy over them. Like Kim W., I lost my 1st little boy to SIDS and my 2nd son 9 months later. After 2 miscarriages, I have a precious son and daughter. I have 5 grandchildren who are the joy of my life. I feel that we either give up or get stronger and I’m not a quitter. I am so proud of you Suz beause you are not a quitter either. You are one of the strongest women I know. You take responsibility for your happiness.You are a winner in my eyes..
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seems we spend our time “in town” working our butts off so we can leave on thursday evening and spend the next 4 days in the small mountain cabin.
the big house here in town takes the other four days to work for, pay for, clean, etc.. and then we go “relax” in the small cabin–
the deer, the elk, the racoon, are MUCH friendlier than my neighbors here in the city..
up in Pine, the air is cleaner, the days seem longer, and we are so peaceful..we
sloooooow down..
what makes us happy–sometimes it’s right in front of us….
I love animals but we haven’t got time or a yard here for a dog.
I love to cook and bake–do lots of that..whevever I am..
Much FOOD for thought in your blog–thanks!
(Gonna ry that burnt sugar cake next week.. yumm..) hugs to CLOVER.
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I very much enjoyed your writing & gorgeous pictures. Thank you for a literate blog that presents such a positive view of rural life!
Love the “gratuitous cat” pic — one can always use another gratuitous cat. (Or is it that no cat is ever gratuitous?) And the comment of your 12-year-old upon coming to the slanted house is something that could easily have come out of any of my children’s mouths at certain pseudo-sophisticated points of their lives.
Thanks again for sharing your life.
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