Am I the only one that feels like happiness can feel like a foreign concept? Genuine happiness based on my experience leads down a winding path with many tempting diversions on the way. How do you recognized it? Which path is the right one? Sometimes with the sorrows of life i question the existence of such a concept. Don’t get me wrong most of the time I am very content. I am a blessed man: I have my health, my family, I am not starving, I have a roof over my head. But genuine happiness, how do you recognize it? It is too easy to get side tracked along the way. Focusing on the goal seems unattainable at time yet with a lot of faith, determination, guidance I believe the way will shine upon itself. The trick is looking for the right place at the right time.