Someone said they are a happy person. Happy all the time.
I can't see how that is even possible to be happy all the time. I know you could see the positive, but not happy.
This weekend I was confronted with trying to be happy all the time. With a sick kid, you have to show some type of bravado and suck it up. So I tried. In the midst of sick child, broken relationship and sleepless nights. I tried to smile.