Happiness seems to be the thing that everyone searches for and desires. These days there are so many different things that can make a person happy. Happiness to me is a sort of inner contentment that deep down I desire just as much as any other person. The word happiness is a complex one and comes in many definitions with every different person. Through searching for happiness, I find my happiness in three major areas in my life; material objects, physical health, and spiritual events.
We live in a very materialistic world these days, and I seem to get caught up in all the different objects that I can own. This sometimes cannot bring happiness, but most of the times it tends to. The feeling of buying something that you really wanted and knowing that it is yours seems to be the best feeling. One of those days was the day I got my car. I can remember it perfectly. My dad and I had been test driving cars for weeks straight, but none seemed to be the right one. We found an older man that lived in Athens that had just what I wanted. So a couple of days before my sixteenth birthday my dad, my mom, and I drove out to Athens and bought my very own car. This day was thrilling. I had my very own white Cadillac CTS. The feeling of watching my dad write this man a check and be able to get in the car and drive away knowing that it was mine and no one else’s felt amazing. Another example is my cell phone. As a teenager, I think cell phones were created for pure enjoyment and to make a young teen happy. When you hear your cell phone ring or you get a text message it makes you happy. These are just some of the times that material objects truly made me happy and kept me happy for a long time. Material objects can make anyone happy; I mean who does not love to get a new car or the latest and greatest cell phone on the market. Relying on having material things to fill my life and make me happy is not necessarily a good thing, I really do