This post is about Happy. Yep. It sound hokey, but it isn’t. Happy sparkles. I wrote this to a friend of more than fifty years, and that alone makes me Happy. Knowing I have two friends who have been friends for fifty years! How lucky. My wife, Kathy, is my absolute best friend, and has been for 35 years. And that makes me Happy too! So, here is the email. I edited some parts,because they are not for everyone, but the gist of the email …is! Smiles, Kevin
I was watching the original video of that song “Happy”, by Pharrell Williams-who is like 41 and looks 20 something. On the side of the youtube video list it showed an interview with Oprah. So, I went and watched that little clip. Well, when they both watch how many millions of people turned that video and those simple dance steps into their own version of “Happy,” it made Pharell cry. From unknown, to affecting the lives of millions- what does that feel like? You talk about validation. He had a “Happy Cry!” One of humility, of disbelief, of overwhelm at watching his work mean something. He is a creative person, and to see people get creative off of his creativity…what must that feel like? Oh, yeah. Happy! Of course the comment section showed the ugly side of a whole lot of people real quickly- but the real life affect of that song is mind bending.
Nobody wanted to play it on the air- Pharrell got turned down so many times, he just decided to put it up on YouTube as a video. In three days…three days kid, it hit millions. Then, people started making their own versions, using his music as the soundtrack, but shooting pictures of them being happy. Firemen, soldiers, street people, young girls, young guys, old girls and guys. People from Africa, Europe, Asia, South America, Iceland (yep, Iceland!lol)
No wonder he cried. There is even an International Happy Day now. And all the money raised goes to improving people’s lives in little ways. An elderly woman gets enough money to visit her sister she hasn’t seen in thirty years. A five year old gets a bike. A Single Mother gets a years supply of diapers. Stuff that most of us don’t even think about – or what a difference it would make to have, say a T-shirt with your name on it- it is your only shirt.
I tell you, it made me Happy to watch Happy…it seems hokey in a way. Just simple lyrics, and some fun dance steps- yet, it struck a chord with so many folks who wanted their “happy” to show. When I think of you, it makes me smile. When I see Kathy come home at night, it makes me smile. When I talk to my friends, it makes me smile. When my daughter came over last night to print something out (her printer is broken) I watched as she worked on the computer, and mumbled to herself; she accidentally sent what she wanted to print to her work account, and she can only access that on her work computer- luckily, after a bit, she figured it out, her husband emailed it to her over here and she got to print it out. While she was doing all this, I watched her face change from concentration, to what is going on, to did I do that?
It made me smile. When my other daughter and I, talked, a real talk. You know the ones you are lucky to get into with your children. Where you are all equals. Anyways during that talk, she laughed, she got serious, she told me a few things I didn’t know, and she trusted me to keep my mouth shut. I learned a lot from her that day, about being a mother, about being a wife, about being a person. It made me “happy.”
Sometimes it is big moments that make you stop and smile, and be happy. When I sent you those pictures from back in the day, and that one picture taken in your little dining room…it is because of the little things that show up in it. Little things are happy things too. Happy is a joy to look at. I have a picture of Kathy taken about 8 years into our marriage. It is simply her sitting in a tiny sports car our friends let us use. You couldn’t open the doors, you had to climb in, and you couldn’t put the top up, it was broken. When we started out, it was sunny, but we got caught in a cloudburst. So much water in the car we had to bail it out at a gas station, because it was waist deep…in the car! Well, as I bailed it out, Kathy was sitting there , in the car, soaked, and putting on lipgloss with a big smile on her face. I love that picture. She was Happy that moment. Just like the recent one I sent where she was driving the river boat. Honest happiness, sparkles. On the water, or in it, Happy was everywhere. Think for a moment, back to when you were a kid, or young person, remember? Remember when getting soaking wet, or caught in the rain, wasn’t a bother, but made you Happy?! LOL