I'll keep trying.

I’d like to think. That it’s easy. For everyone. To be happy. Anyway, I find it relatively easy. Simply by focusing on stuff that make me happy. And by disregarding the things that don’t. Yes, so simple. Turns out. I’m a natural born happiness freak. My friend Julie isn’t. She’s deplorably glum. Virtually round the clock. In my estimation, Julie has many, many reasons to be happy. Even joyful. But still, she resists. Qualifying as one of the unhappiest people I’ve ever known. Of course, it’s common knowledge. Julie is in depression. Forever, it seems. I’ve tried to intervene. In positive ways. By being cheerful when I’m around Julie. But to no avail. Meanwhile, believe me. I’ll keep trying and trying and trying. --Jim Broede