One wealthy lad was the happiest because he had just won a award for winning a game. He was the best! Another man was traveling around the world. One poor man in South America was happy because he had a job and could support his family... and it gave him something to do. One poor lady absolutely refused to be un-happy, because of the way it made her heart feel. A man in the Middle East said he would be happy if he could just have peace.
The comments the rich made sounded incredibly vain and selfish, and the comments made by the poor were very humble and heart warming.
Don't get me wrong, if I could land a stash of cash by winning the lottery or by some inheritance, I'd definitely be happy, because I could pay off every bill I have, and the bills of my immediate family. But then it'd be all gone. And then something else will tear up, break down, not crank - you get the idea... making yet another bill.
I've always heard that if money could buy happiness, Elvis would still be alive. In a way that's true. After all, for a while there, he was The King! My mother loved every song he sang. And when she listened to his music, THAT made HER happy. My husband's mother seems the happiest when all 60 + family members are in her house, and she's cooking food for all of them!
Happiness is different for everybody. For me, I'm most happy when my husband and kids are happy... AND when I have the energy to do some crafting! I so wanted to make a New Year's wreath, but it's been a busy day at work, AND the last day of the month AND year, AND with it being Pay Bills Day, I'm too tuckered out... but that may change tomorrow, New Year's Day ;-)