My aineklach, and the countless other brachos in my life, make me Supremely Happy. I am happy to be a Jew, I am happy to wake up every morning, even when life is extremely unpleasantly challenging and painful, as it has been this past week (really past month), and I am happy that I can still get up on two feet, see the world around me, hear the laughter of children, and eat the great food that I cook (she said, modestly), or if I am lucky enough to have someone else cook for me. I am most happy when my three year old grandson hugs me and says, “I love you to Hashem, Bubby.” My older grandchildren also bring my husband and me great nachas.
I think even the saddest among us, must have SOMETHING that makes them happy, at least SOME of the time. And if not, then it is just that they have not as yet recognized it. Loving Hashem, makes me really happy, because it permeates the rest of my life and relationships. I hope everyone here finds their happiness.