Tell me happy stories

[lizcam]

I\'m in desperate need of some joy. My work is nothing but people complaining, life at home is......rocky and I\'m stressed beyond belief. So tell me the story of the happiest thing that ever happened to you.

In the spirit of the thing I will tell you mine.......Well, not THE happiest but one of the best. I\'d tell you THE happiest but the time isn\'t right just now


Durring the summer between my 1st and 2nd grades I lived in a house right on the shore of Lake Michigan. We had to drive miles just to get groceries. This was back in \'66 or \'67.

One rainy day we had to drive to the grocery store to do our weekly stock-up. We all piled into the car (an old for the time ford with a metal non-padded dash board and no seat belts in the back) and set off. We made it to the store and got everything and headed back home. My brother and I we arguing in the back seat when



BAM!!!!!


Someone hit us head on and turned my world upside down.

My father almost lost a leg and my Mom\'s face was crushed and she lost an eye. The kids all ended up in a pile on the floor in the back seat, causing various wounds. I almost lost both my parents that day.

We spent time in the hospital but I ended up in a room alone being the only girl in the family. The family was split up between family members for what seemed to me like months (I later found out it was only a few weeks). No one would let me see any of the other family members and wouldn\'t give me any information on how anyone was doing.

I lived with my Father\'s family durring this time and my brother (the one I was fighting with) came to live with us after a while as well. Then my Dad showed up and that was great. But my other brother and My Mom stayed with her family and there was question as to wiether she\'d live and if she\'d be mentally there if she did.

This is all very tragic but I\'m coming to the good part. It was just after school started. I was depressed beyond belief but no one went to therapy in those days. I wanted my Mom and my Dad was being withdrawn. My brother and I had gone back to fighting all the time and I felt like the world was going to collapse on me. I made it through school when a car pulled up outside. It was my Grampa and in the car was my WHOLE FAMILY! Mom, Dad, the boys! I climbed in and we drove.......to our new house right there in town! I was within walking distance of BOTH sets of Grandparents, had my own room for the first time with new furniture and a toy kitchen set all decked out with pots and pans and everything and all my toys were there from the old house in Michigan. It was like Christmas, New Years and every other holiday all rolled into one!

In the end my Mom was fine, my brother and I still fight and all was right with the world but I\'ll never forget that day as long as I live. I\'m tearing up just thinking about it.




So what is your wonderful story?

 

[PegaZus]

Well, its cringe-worthy with a happy twist at the end. Hmm... sounds like some alcoholic drinks.

Happy stories... well, I did get to pick up my new Jeep today because our house FINALLY sold in Palmdale. That\'s a happy thing, right!?

2008 Detonator Yellow Jeep Rubicon Wrangler Unlimited. Just need to wait a few more weeks and I\'ll take the hard top off and run with the soft top down. Oh yeah...

The little boy loves to watch the navigation map. And this summer is going to be great in the mountains!

So close yer eyes liz and imagine me having lots of fun in it.

Well, makes me happy!

 

[lizcam]

Originally posted by PegaZus
Well, its cringe-worthy with a happy twist at the end. Hmm... sounds like some alcoholic drinks.

Happy stories... well, I did get to pick up my new Jeep today because our house FINALLY sold in Palmdale. That\'s a happy thing, right!?

2008 Detonator Yellow Jeep Rubicon Wrangler Unlimited. Just need to wait a few more weeks and I\'ll take the hard top off and run with the soft top down. Oh yeah...

The little boy loves to watch the navigation map. And this summer is going to be great in the mountains!

So close yer eyes liz and imagine me having lots of fun in it.

Well, makes me happy!

Just getting out of Palmdale qualifies as one of the highlights of life. Congrats on the new Jeep!

 

[BarstoolProphet]

The happiest time . . .

I don\'t have one, but many.

Almost daily for most of my life, starting when I was 14 years old.

My parents had been divorced for a year, which I had never come properly to terms with. I was bitter, angry, violent. On the very edge of becoming one of those teens we read about so often, now.

What spared me? My mother.

Until that time, I never realised what a strong woman she was. Not physically, but of character, there are none stronger. She, and she alone supported me, my brother, my sister, on a lousy secretary\'s wages, and somehow managed to also get us some of the luxuries in life as well.

And on top of that, she was always . . . always there for us all. And perhaps me in particular. I was virtually friendless, and nothing ever seemed to go right for me.

And every night, she would listen to me bitch about my day, no matter how crappy hers was, and if I mentioned anyone saying anything bad about me, or doing anything bad to me, she would put her arm around my shoulder and say something that always started with \'What do they know?\' . . . \'You\'re smarter than them.\' \'You were right and they were wrong.\' Always supportive. And if I was wrong, she told me that, too. It wasn\'t just blind support for me because I was her son.

Over the next few years, this constance of character from her helped me to get my violent temper under control, helped me to become a confident individual, not because I\'m a large, imposing person, but because I know what one person can do. What I can do.

And these days, if someone starts getting on my case, I can bear it with a grin, because in the back of my head, I\'m always thinking . . .

\'What do they know?\'

 

[PegaZus]

Originally posted by lizcam
Just getting out of Palmdale qualifies as one of the highlights of life. Congrats on the new Jeep!

I\'m actually one of the few people who actually enjoyed living in Palmdale. It was all the people there we couldn\'t stand! lol

I actually missed it this winter...

...while shoveling snow off of the drive for the eighth time! And the Jeep will help SO much on that winter commute, too.

Seriously, where I was, was nice. Lots of new buildings and new places to shop or eat. Lots of older buildings where I am now.

Not that I\'ll ever move back. They\'d have to start building warp-engined vehicles before I\'d consider it.

 

[airhead]

Happy times:
Hunting with my Dad in Colorado - I was 14.

Spending summers on the beach.

Wedding day

Birthdays of my daughters

My re-birth day.

Lots of others - usually nothing spectacular - just good times with friends or family.


****

Liz, I could not do the type job you are doing. I\'d tell those people to (use your best imagination). When I call, I try to keep in mind that it is not the service rep\'s fault, they are just doing a job like the rest of us.

 

[hakoMike]

Scary to Happy Transition:

My wife had some crazy complications during the labor process for my oldest child. The result was that she was rushed to the OR for an emergency c-section. I sat in the prep area waiting for them to tell me I could come into the OR.

It occurred to me that I might never see either of them, wife or child, alive.

I was called into the OR eventually, and things were going well, much to my relief. Finally the doctor pulled our baby out and held her up (over the surgery barrier curtain) for me to see.

\"What do we have, Dad?\" she prompted. I stared in slack-jawed amazement. \"It\'s a girl,\" she informed me, since I clearly had no idea of how to identify the sex of a baby.

That baby turned 9 in January. She paints miniatures.

 

[uberdark]

there are many happy times in my life. its hard to pick just one.

the birth of both of my children. my marriage. lots of stuff.

i do remember seeing my wife for the first time.... it was 1993 at the mosh pit massacre in fort wayne indiana and the drunken leprechauns were playing. i sat down and lit up a cigarette and tried to look so darn cool it was stupid. then this bubbly \"alternative-grunge\" girl in a striped red and white shirt shows up, and i was in love. i leaned over to my best friend and said \"you see that girl there, that is the girl i am going to marry.\" he laughed but i was serious. we met and laughed and at the end of the night she bit my shoulder to remind me to call her the next day. i was so in love. and 15 years later i still love her as much as i did then. they say after you have been married for so many years the butterflies disappear, but writing this right now, makes me all a twitter. i love my wife and i honestly cant imagine being with anyone else. someone once asked me how i made it work. i replied, \"i just know that if i didnt have her, i couldnt live without her.\"

she is a part of me 100%. and i thank god every day for being married to my soulmate and my one true love.

 

[vincenti]

O HAPPY DAY !!!!!

My greatest Happy Days;
Sunday, 18th June 1978,10/35,I had a vision of JESUS dying on the cross for me,and heard GOD tell me how much he loved me, I wept like a baby.All very emotional, even more unnerving considering I was in the Paras at the time !Been a Christian ever since.
Next ,seeing my wife....
April 1979
Next; each birth of my 3 darling daughters ! :bouncy:
Finally winning best of show at 2000 world Expo( the model is in my gallery...Roman Centurion ;Cornelius ),
& being made a World Master at the same award ceremony.
:flip: :bouncy:

GOD bless .....................VINCENTI

 

[Shawn R. L.]

Originally posted by vincenti
My greatest Happy Days;
Sunday, 18th June 1978,10/35,I had a vision of JESUS dying on the cross for me,and heard GOD tell me how much he loved me, I wept like a baby.

Had an almost identical experience. Peace, love and joy beyond words.
All very emotional, even more unnerving considering I was in the Paras at the time !Been a Christian ever since.
Next ,seeing my wife....
April 1979
Next; each birth of my 3 darling daughters ! :bouncy:
Finally winning best of show at 2000 world Expo( the model is in my gallery...Roman Centurion ;Cornelius ),
& being made a World Master at the same award ceremony.
:flip: :bouncy:

GOD bless .....................VINCENTI

Another wonderful memory is not a specific event but a few years when I was a child and we lived in the middle of an apple orchard out in a rural area (actually, not far from where The Birds was filmed). It was from about 1965 to about 1970 and society hadn\'t gotten so weird and dark. Days of picking tons of blackberries, having rotten apple fights, wandering through the hollows and gulley\'s finding fossils, playing in the mud.................that blissful safety and wonder of childhood. Now, some 40 years later I still long for those days

 

[squidders]

One of my karate black belt gradings had me and me alone in front of a panel of judges.

All eyes were on me and the room of 100+ people was completely silent.

All I can say about what happened was the hardest thing to do when performing a head height side kick, is hold a fart in.

:redface:

 

[wiccanpony]

well lit sis...........I think my most happiest days where out riding, so here are a some stories to make you laugh.

1. The Great Marine Fiasco

I boarded and rode the miles of trails on USMC Miramar Base and we shared them with not only the regular Jar Heads but the Weekend Warriors too.

My trusty steed and I at the time were just minding our own business plodding down this dusty road when I first heard “singing” granted nothing that would make American Idol but singing none the less.

I was at the bottom of a hill getting ready to quick trot up to the top....but....what to my wondering eyes should appear, a little old Marine Sergeant and his 80 flag waving, boot stomping, grunt singing troop, over the top and down the trail.

Castile my horsey slammed on the brakes, eyes bugging out at this many legged horse eating dragon and decided he wanted to be else where.

Sooooo the big sissy exited stage left through a wall of brush, making like a tank and as we faded away to parts unknown, I here this grainy voice call out “Sorry Ma’am”.


2. Tunnels And Me, Bad Mix

To get to some of the best trails we would have to enter the horse tunnels, long dark spooky places if you’re a pea brained nag.

I was with a large group of friends and as we all entered the “Tunnel” I had the need to blow my nose. Well my children I didn’t just blow my nose, I trumpeted the second coming.

Eight horses leap straight into the air and stampede for the opening far, far ahead, herald by much nasty cursing.

Me.....well Castile was almost 30 (really really old for a horse) and a bit used to my odd habits, just stood wondering what the hell was going on while dropping a steaming load.

3..Playing Hide and Seek

When in thick brush “riding manners” are to warn the rider behind you of coming trouble like holes, snakes a sudden step up.

Well on the Base we had also the “hidden soldier”, Yep, the “War Games” or as we riders called it “hide and shoot”.

The object of the game was for a group of Marines to be the \"enemy\" and hide while the good guys hunted them down and went bang bang you’re dead.

Now nothing can really hide from a horse, nosy creatures that they are, so we always knew where the “baddies” camped. Didn’t take long before the “goodies” figured it out too and just sat on the high ground and watched.

Horse’s ears would prick up and heads turn to look at the hidden guys.........busted!! and the nice part was when the “good guys” sent over a load of Pizzas to the stables as a thank you.

 

[fieldarchy]

Originally posted by lizcam
I\'m in desperate need of some joy. My work is nothing but people complaining, life at home is......rocky and I\'m stressed beyond belief. So tell me the story of the happiest thing that ever happened to you.

Well I can tell you how I met the love of my life . . .

 

[freakinacage]

when i was a baby, i crapped in my fathers hand! i am very proud of this and, despite efforts, haven\'t managed to do it again since

 

[fieldarchy]

Originally posted by freakinacage
when i was a baby, i crapped in my fathers hand! i am very proud of this and, despite efforts, haven\'t managed to do it again since

you\'re clearly not trying hard enough mate!

 

[matty1001]

I\'m at my happiest wandering along the coast and just looking into the sea. Ask Laura...I\'m always jumping on the metro and wandering around on my todd down at Tynemouth.

Most memorable and fascinating times have probably been the times when I have done mushrooms. I\'v had other stuff, but they have to be the best experience.

 

[freakinacage]

Originally posted by fieldarchy


Well I can tell you how I met the love of my life . . .

......

 

[fieldarchy]

Ok freak I\'ll tell the story . . .

Some months ago before Christmas, I posted a WIP on the Reaper Forums for one of the Christmas Freebooter girls. It\'s the one with the Leia buns and open robe with bikini? Anyway I was at a loss as to what to do for the thurbill (sp?) in her hand. So this guy named Olliekickflip PMs me and says to paint it in copper and make it look old. At first I\'m thinking, \"Man who is this guy? He thinks he can give ANYONE advice! Pfft!\" But we start talking and I take his advice.

The model turns out great but no one else really liked it except he and I. From there he had some questions about Reaper Con because he was trying to convince Jeremie to ask Reaper if he could go as a guest painter. So I give him my phone number and we find out we have a lot in common. Based on his voice though I figured he was a 20 year old sprat though.

Then he started calling and emailing regularly until we really got to know each other. And the rest ladies in gents is pretty much history you already know . . . he came to visit me this weekend and all went well.

 

[freakinacage]

oooooooooooooooooh! nice one! congrats

 

[treide]

Pretty much every time I immerse myself in nature, I get this overwhelming feeling of fascination and contentment. That goes for pretty much everything - from watching birds in my backyard to standing on the rim of the Grand Canyon.

I especially like the sensation of achieving neutral buoyancy while scuba diving. It is so soothing to be suspended in the water and simply observe the beautiful but alien surroundings as you drift with the currents.