had
the
house
to
myself.
Then
I
spent
an
uninterrupted
morning
writing，which
I
love.
When
the
kids
came
home，I
enjoyed
their
noise
after
the
quiet
of
the
day.
Later，peace
descended
again，and
my
husband
and
I
enjoyed
another
pleasure-intimacy.
Sometimes
just
the
knowledge
that
he
wants
me
can
bring
me
joy.
You
never
know
where
happiness
will
turn
up
next.
When
I
asked
friends
what
made
them
happy，some
mentioned
seemingly
insignificant
moments.“I
hate
shopping，”one
friend
said.“but
there’s
a
clerk
who
always
chats
and
really
cheers
me
up.”Another
friend
loves
the
telephone“Every
time
it
rings，I
know
someone
is
thinking
about
me.”
I
get
a
thrill
from
driving.
One
day
I
stopped
to
let
a
school
bus
turn
onto
a
side
road.
The
driver
grinned
and
gave
me
the
thumbs
up
sign.
We
were
two
allies
in
a
world
of
mad
motorists.
It
made
me
smile.
We
all
experience
moments
like
these.
Too
few
of
us
register
them
as
happiness.