Happiness

This story is about a beautiful, expensively dressed

 lady whocomplained to her psychiatrist that she

 felt that her whole life was empty, it had no meaning.

So, the lady went to visit a counselor to seek

 out happiness.

The counselor called over the old lady who 
cleaned the office floors.

The counselor then said to the rich lady 
"I'm going to ask Mary here to tell you how she 

found happiness. 

All I want u to do is listen to her."

So the old lady put down her broom and 
sat on a chair and told her story:

"Well, my husband died of malaria and three 

months later my only son was killed by a car. 

I had nobody. I had nothing left. I couldn't 

sleep, I couldn't eat, I never smiled at 

anyone, I even thought of taking my own life. 
Then one evening a little kitten followed me
home from work. 

Somehow I felt sorry for that kitten. It was cold 
outside, so I decided to let the kitten in. I got
some milk, and the kitten licked the plate clean. 

Then it purred and rubbed against my leg and, 

for the first time in months, I smiled.

Then I stopped to think, 
if helping a little kitten could make me smile, 
may be doing something for people could 
make me happy.

So, the next day I baked some biscuits and 

took them to a neighbor who was sick in bed.

Every day I tried to do something nice for
someone. It made me so happy to see them happy.

Today, I don't know of anybody who sleeps
and eats better than I do.

I've found happiness, by giving it to others."

When she heard this, the rich lady cried. 
She had everything that money could buy, but 
she had lost the things which money cannot buy.

"The beauty of life does not depend on how

 happy you are;but on how happy others can 

be because of you..."