We are all searching for happiness. Some things bring more happiness than others. Some things eat away at our happiness and some things absolutely annihilate it. Maybe happiness isn’t the meaning of life. Maybe there is a deeper sort of happiness that is abiding, that cannot be given or taken away by things. If there was such a thing, I think it would be called, “Joy”.
“I sometimes wonder whether all pleasures are not substitutes for joy.” C. S. Lewis