I remember someone telling me, "When you make someone else happy, you feel happy, too". I guess the whole idea is that happiness is a rubber ball, when you bounce it, it comes back to you.
Sometimes happiness eludes me... as it eludes me now. I've read somewhere that happiness is a butterfly that is difficult to catch when pursued, but should one sit down quietly, it may alight on that person.
I will sit down quietly. I will also try to make others happy.
One day, the butterfly will alight upon my shoulders... that day I will be content.