As little girls we loved toys and collected dolls, balls, skipping ropes - and we were happy. As teenagers toys lost their allure and we dreamt about the guy who would sweep us off our feet - we would marry him and live 'happily ever after.' Then we became adults and discovered that we still loved toys - only bigger: big car, big house, big job, big money. We accumulated things to make us happy.
At 50 I know that happiness is a frame of mind - we choose the context.
— feeling happy.