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November...30 Days Of Thankfulness, Day Eighteen

Day eighteen of #30daysofThankfulness:

Happiness.

The definition of Happiness from Wikipedia:

Happiness is a mental or emotional state of well-being characterized by positive or pleasant emotions ranging from contentment to intense joy.

The definition of Happiness by me:

Happiness is smiling, giggling, skipping, running and jumping randomly, singing at totally random times in the day, laughing all the time, twirling and simply loving the life God has blessed you with.

God gave us Happiness for a reason, He gave us Happiness to share with the world, He gave us Happiness to help people when their having a bad day, He gave us Happiness so that we could use it to share His love.

God is awesome in the ways He blesses us and the things He blesses us with.

Being happy is awesome and truly a gift from God.

Anyone who knows me knows, I like to smile, a lot. I love to smile, I love the way smiling is contagious, the way people smile back when they see me smiling, the way even if you're not happy when you smile, you're happy after you smile.

I always say "Happiness starts with a smile", I truly believe that.

I believe that smiling is just the start of Happiness, I believe that when people see you smiling even if they are having a bad day, it makes them happy on the inside.

Happiness is AWESOME and a true gift from God.

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