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Monday, August 10, 2015

Happiness is...

Youngest son Derrick and I today
I've heard it said that you can't depend on others to be happy, that it has to come from within, that it is not something to seek, but something deeper.
Perhaps, certainly not to seek, and a state of being. I don't know, as I'm not a philosopher. But I know this, that happiness does come from other people. I don't think whoever said your happiness shouldn't depend on other people was ever a parent.
As a grandparent, and a parent, much of my happiness
Barrett Clark
depends on how my children fare. I remember praying as a young parent that my children would have long lives and be happy. 

If they're happy, it affects me, and vice versa. And when I'm around them, both emotions can be infectious. I've been blessed this past week to hear five of the grandchildren run up to me saying, "Granddad!"
I'm blessed with healthy children and they're generally very happy. I depend on that, especially as I get older.
Liberty Clark

Derrick with Barrett and Liberty Clark at the science museum in OKC today

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