Is it really that simple?

I came across this little quote, and continue to ponder the idea. Is it really that simple? 

The first part involves finding what it is that makes you happy . . . When I was younger, I knew what made me happy. Didn't we all? But, as I've grown older, the idea of  "what it is that makes me happy" has become ever so complicated. This is a multi-faceted idea. There is no single "what it is." I can think of some "things" which have always made me happy: anything connected to the beauty of space and astronomy, reading, music, movies, cooking, beautiful things, nice smells, steak, chocolate, wine, sleep, a warm hug, a cozy bed, studying history, Christmas lights, cuddly cats, cool air, the ocean, etc. Then there are things I "do" which make me happy: teaching, comforting, listening, helping, etc. So, finding out "what makes you happy" is like an onion. I continue to discover what makes me happy. Not to the heart of that onion yet.

The second part is the toughest though . . . find WHO makes you happy. Lots of "whos" make me happy. I have amazing friends, a loving family, etc., but I know that's not what is meant here. So really, the whole process of finding who makes you happy is overwhelming, isn't it? The idea that there is one person out there for each of us is just too much to think about. Is there really one for each of us??? Perhaps we aren't supposed to have one? What if we fight our instinct and let that one go by? Why do we make so many mistakes in choosing that one? Is the problem that I'm not supposed to choose, but wait till he falls in my lap?   I simply can't bring myself to really deliberately search. I guess I do want him to just fall in my lap. Lol. Well, there's realism for ya! 

I don't know. Finding the who is not something I dwell on. It would be wonderful, and I think he will come along before I'm down to my last year or two. In fact, according to an astrologer friend of mine, the ages of 50-52 are going to be amazing for me in this regard, especially if I'm in North Carolina or the coast of the Carolinas. Maybe she's right! Who knows?! I guess the point is that while the quote above is true, I believe, it's actually a very complicated thing to achieve. Life . . . it's complicated.

Now, off to start planning that trip to the Carolinas in a couple of years . . . . .