For me my first trip to the Oktoberfest parade means a tired arm as I hold my phone to video tape, hugs from Mr. C. and the sound of our friend Bill’s camera clicking away. It brings back a stalled wagon on the parade route that caused other wagons to roll so close to us to avoid the stall I thought I could touch them. It means a beautiful horse, decorated in it’s parade finery that I was able to reach out and pet as he eyed the crowd cautiously.
It is day’s like the Oktoberfest Parade that remind me of life’s beauty, of the happiness that can be found when we pause to look at life through the eyes of a happy glow. It’s easy to look at someone and think she must be happy because she has this, or he must be happy because he has been there…and these reflections can go on forever. If there is one thing I learn as I see more and more of the world it is that places, experiences, and possessions do not make a person happy. The soul, the core of who a person strives to be is what brings happiness. Sometimes I have bad days where happiness seems more difficult to grasp, we all do… but then I stop to think of being in the midst of a crowd of thousands and pausing with a horse in the sunshine to reflect on the happiness of life. I realize that while sometimes difficult happiness is always within my reach if I simply reach out to take it.
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