And I said, βHere am I. Send me!" π
MY spirit is always happy. Since birth is what I was told.
I never lose my happiness when disappointments arrive
Somehow my happy wait patiently until the disappointment has cleared π
I lost it once When my son died. Once it returned I refused to let it ever go away again.
This world requires happy and joy.
Fake it until the mind learns it's normal and not going away.