Happiness is...

I have always admired my father. He has his physical defect but i never heard of him feel inferior. HE was always confident and was excelling most of the time. I always felt secured when he is around coz i know everything is going to be just fine. Three weeks ago he passed away and then i thought my father lived a well and full life despite his weakness. Then i realized my father chose to be happy. When we were younger, we would struggle and it was hard to survive but like i said i felt fine since my father was there. He chose to live a happy life and that he was able to influence us, his family. No wonder my memories with him were always fun and happy and so alive. That is something that i will never forget my father taught of us from his life. For you what is happiness. When do you say you are happy?