By Jay Wissot I never was a big fan of happiness. I came to the conclusion early in life that chasing after happiness was right up there with looking for the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow: a fool’s errand.
Part of my hardened attitude toward happiness was a product of the mood that prevailed in my family growing up. My parents were worried and stressed out most of the time. They were consumed by …read more
Via:: Vail Daily Newspaper
