For me, it means accepting who I am, warts and all. It's not about eliminating sadness, because that's impossible, our feelings aren't things we can turn on and off like a faucet. But allowing what I'm feeling and knowing that I'm still okay.

I am genuinely happy. I consider happiness going to bed with a clean conscience. I have surrounded myself with good people, I tell my loved ones how much they mean to me and I am kind and compassionate. Yes, I am happy.

Happiness is a choice,....so I chose yes

Sometimes. I wish I were more so. I am good at portraying happiness, but my life is not where I thought it would be at this point. I have moments of real joy and I try to get as much mileage out of those moments as I can.

Yes because I have what a need. A loving family, lovely spouse and kids, a job I enjoy, a yard to tinker in, animals to cheer me up and lets not forget a Jeep. I became happy when I stopped chasing the "MORE". When you always want more, you can never be happy.

Feeling that I am making a contribution. Not because I am an especially good person but just because you get too old for personal wants to mater much anymore.

Pretty much. I find purpose on the things I can control and understand there are others out of my control so I don't sweat those. Of course I deal with struggles like anybody else but that's just part of the journey.

I don't think I'm especially happy. I straddle the line between contentment and discontentment, but I think I lean ever so slightly toward the positive. But I don't think happiness and sadness are extensions of contentment and discontentment, respectively; they seem like they exist on a separate layer. I can be content yet have moments of sadness. And I can be discontent but experience bouts of happiness. I'd liken degree of contentment to my general diet, and degree of happiness to my occasional dessert. To continue with that labored food metaphor, I'm generally slightly pleased with my regular meals, and I'm slightly displeased with the treats. But some meals are disgusting and some treats are delicious.

I am dealing with some health and financial issues but I can say Yes.. i am happy. Life doesn't have to be perfect for me to be happy. It's never been perfect...but l have been in better health and finance while less happy. It's about the people you surround yourself with I believe.

Just helping others and feeling loved

Yes, because I learned how to stop making myself unhappy. For me, happiness is waking up every morning glad to be alive, instead of dreading the day ahead of me. Happiness is never spending another minute in depression. Happiness is the total, permananent, and irreversible independence of my emotional buoyancy from my material circumstances, no matter how inadequate or even dangerous they may become.

Thanks for asking.

How about you?

I'm happy because I can do what I love to do. In my case, it's mostly literature. I started a bucket list to read all the classics I never read when I was younger. I'm in a situation now where I can give so much of my time to my 'hobby'. Happiness to me means an inner glow felt from being full of the wonder of the world written down on paper. I'm working my way through Shakespeare's Henry VI trilogy for the second time and have to stop from time to time and shake my head and wonder at the genius of the man. That's happy.

Absolutely. I choose to be.
Loving those around me, loving myself, being ok with who & where I am in my life.

I think I’m happy because I’m content with my life and where I’m at in my life. My life is very relaxed calm and very comfortable. I truly wish others the same.