WHAT IS WOMAN'S TRUEST HAPPINESS?

Rotorua Morning Post, Volume 1, Issue 209, 28 April 1932, Page 7

WHAT IS WOMAN'S TRUEST HAPPINESS?

Instead of the usual talk upon fashions and other mundane' musings of the moment, I was thinkihg'4 that we might) for this week, leave Dame Fashion to take care of herself and discuss something which is equally dear to every woman's heart — happiness. ' ' Have you ever asked yourself what is woman's truest happiness ? Is it success, ' health, wealth, living for others, or just the natural expression of her strongest ego? So eas'y to ask, and so diflicult to answer.' Of course, when one has a singleness of interest it is perhaps sjmpler to secure happiness.. Happiness with some is the compietion of an epd'eavour, but with others compietion is satiety. We always make the mistake of thinking that others want the same things as we do ourselves. To be really and truly honest with yourself, haven't you often found that more delight and happiness has been obtained in striving to rea".h your heart's desire; but -when you succeed in attaining it',' it leav6s you strangely flat and c6ld,"for there is no longer the same illuslve flavour khout it. It is r'eached and becomes a mere reality. Isn't it funny — when you are unable to get them, you want so many things, hut when you have them they no longer appeal to you nearly so strong-. ly. Happiness is often as much, if not more in the anticipation, than in the realisation. The worst of happmess is that it has no face. We recognise it only when looking over our shoulders, we see its back and shadow disappearing around the corner. I think that, within certain limits, if you give a writer a pen, a musician

an instrument, or a painter a brush, he will be tolerably happy. But the trouble with women to-day is that tfyeir eyes are upon two horizons, so that, if you would make them happy you must place two crowns upon their heads. And is there room? Women are too near to the emancipation of their sex to forget the tradition of the home, and does not the home constitute at least half of their complete happiness? Marriage, which used to be the 'end of the story, is i)ow only the beginning. 'I do not think one stands a hetter chance of happiness if one is one-idea-ed. Love a home; then get a home; and in that, find the happiness one seeks. If you are a lover of friendship, then in the friends you make you will find happiness. One writer says: "Happiness is a perfume that, if you sprinkle on others, you cannot help hut get a few drops yourself." But what is woman's truest happiness — indeed a diflicult question to answer. Perhaps readers of this page who have solved the problem may feel disposed to pass their secret on to other fellow readers through the medium of