Happiness

It doesn't take much to make me happy, seriously I am all about the little things in life. When you grow up having next to nothing, struggling with the basics and all the while pretending you're ok the simplest things can no only make one happy but also bring me to tears.
Like having a hot shower, pure joy.
Like buttered toast the smell of which is, in my opinion what heaven smells like.
I'm not saying growing up poor is awful, by all means it wasn't. My mother never let our lack of money show either to us or other people. Far from it, I'm saying it made me appreciate what I have now all the more. It has made me want better for myself, it has taught me to work hard.  But most of all, it has shown me that one doesn't need a lot in order to not only survive, but be HAPPY. Isn't that, at the end of the day what we're all aiming for?
XO