We may have forgotten how to feel. Nobody is teaching us how to live happily ever after, as we've heard in fairy tales.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
We are never happy; we can only remember that we were so once.
Our story is a 'once upon a time', but it's not a 'happy ever after'.
For quite a while, it didn't feel right. How could I feel joy when I lost the love of my life? I'm learning that those two things can co-exist. It will never be the same joy, but it doesn't mean there won't be joy.
We are no longer happy so soon as we wish to be happier.
Plenty of people miss their share of happiness, not because they never found it, but because they didn't stop to enjoy it.
Fairy tales to me are never happy, sweet stories. They're moral stories about overcoming the dark side and the bad.
As we wander, grieving, in yet another dark moment, amid our pain we must struggle to remember the redemptive power of love and hope.
We really feel happier when things look bleak. Hope is endurance. Hope is holding on and going on and trusting in the Lord.
Many of us live in dysfunctional families, and so even if it's in a fairy tale, or perhaps because it's in a fairy tale, we have a chance to look at that side of our reflected lives differently.
We are long before we are convinced that happiness is never to be found, and each believes it possessed by others, to keep alive the hope of obtaining it for himself.