Happiness

I've been thinking about when I've been the happiest, periods in my life where things are really good. There are two times that come to mind immediately. I skim right over my childhood which wasn't happy. My first frame of time when I was very content and happy and having lots of fun was when Tom and I lived in our house in St.Paul on Randolph Ave. We had Brenna and had just had Melissa. We had great friends, Barb and Troxel. We did so many fun things together. The second time was when we moved into our first house in Oregon. It was so exciting to have such a big house (after living in a tiny apartment for 9 months) and the neighbors were great! We were all misplaced from different areas of the country so we didn't have family around and we all became each other's family. We spent Holiday's together, we went camping together, we had weekend parties and cul de sac picnics. Those good times ended about two years later when Chris and Wendy moved. It was never the same without them. As I think about Wendy I realize SHE is what a good friend is. She shared her dreams and concerns with me and cared about what I thought. She cared about my dreams and concerns. She also made me feel like I was the funniest person she ever met and when I was around her I WAS funny! Really funny. I think she is a once in a life time kind of friend. I feel bad that we've lost touch. You know one thing that is a certainty is that things will change. Whether things or great or terrible they won't stay that way. I have had moments of happiness recently, of course but never those long stretches of happiness like the two times I just mentioned.