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Happiness is where you are, not where you go

Happiness is where you are, not where you can go.

It doesn't matter from San Diego to Buffalo.

The first line is my thought, the second is from researchers. My happiness doesn't depend on living in sunny San Diego or blistery Buffalo. My daughter reminded me of this the other day when we were walking through our snow covered yard.

We were tromping around, making tracks, the white snow a canvas for our adventure. We recreated scenes from Frozen, we pretended to be mountain climbers, we were little version of Thoreau in our own Walden Woods.

This moment warmed my soul more than any hot chocolate we would drink afterwards, and it was only possible because we live in Northwest Ohio. The skeptic in me suggests that maybe we would have more great moments somewhere warmer, somewhere we spent more time outside. Researchers question this, people living in the colder Scandinavian countries are just as happy as those on the beach in Australia. The idea idea that we overemphasize things we think will make us happier in the future is called the focusing illusion. It's a case of the grass being greener in my neighbors yard, except I don't want greener grass, just some that's free of snow.

Winter wonderland #1

On Julia's life

Snow. Snow everywhere. It started snowing like a week ago but that stayed for only for a day. Yesterday it started snowing again and it didn't stop. Before I knew it, everything was white, it was beautiful. Today I went outside to make some pictures downtown.

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