All in the family
by Meritxell Riera Prims
‘All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.’
I couldn’t agree less. For me it’s precisely the other way around. Unhappiness feels the same way everywhere, even though it’s difficult to realise about that from an unhappy position (‘Grass is always greener’, you know…).
It’s like Death. If you have a look at a bunch of corpses they all look the same: pale, cold, motionless… But every living thing or person is different: they look different, they walk different, they move different, they sound different…
It’s the same way with happiness. Every happy (reasonably happy, at least) person’s choice, every happy person’s path leads to something different and exciting, and remains open to it. I guess everything new feels like an adventure.
And I guess it all begins with a happy family environment.