But we all have the ability to
feel joy despite the worst of circumstances once we realize that happiness exists inside of us.
Not exact matches
I probably think of it more as «
joy,» which is something we can
feel despite «unhappy» circumstances in life.
Yet
despite my pretty outfits, blister - producing heels and comfortable monthly pay check, the bank still
felt cold to me and I couldn't seem to find enthusiasm or
joy in the countless Excel spreadsheets I'd have open on my desktop.
Despite the
joy of
feeling your baby move during pregnancy, it can also lead to many questions.
We acknowledge the hurdles, the pains, the anxiety and the sheer exhaustion and of course
joy, and know that
despite these challanges, it is possible to get to where you want to go, and
feel the way you want to
feel.
I can't help but
feel that
despite the initial 50 hours of
joy, that it
felt like a lot of improvements needed to be made in the end.
Despite the pure
joy projected by this radiant color, I can't get rid of a murky
feeling produced by the view below.
In front of a great de Kooning painting, we
feel the
joy of life
despite the obstacles circumstances and society pose to prevent that enjoyment.
Despite being almost 70, she considers herself still to be learning about the
joys of oil paint and
feels lucky not to be in a profession from which she is compelled to retire.
You're mixed with the
feelings of sheer
joy and absolute terror at the idea of finishing university; you are purposefully ignoring the fact that you haven't started thinking about your career
despite your jammy housemate securing a graduate scheme way back in November; you
feel a little bit sick at the mere idea of job...
You're mixed with the
feelings of sheer
joy and absolute terror at the idea of finishing university; you are purposefully ignoring the fact that you haven't started thinking about your career
despite your jammy housemate securing a graduate scheme way back in November; you
feel a little bit sick at the mere idea of job hunting... sound familiar?
So I was on my own yesterday, which had its own pleasures
despite the
joy I
feel at the cheerful, endless chitterings and cartwheels of my youngest.