As he walked along, he was casually tossing a brand-new, shiny football into the air and catching it. I wish I could have been there to see him when he came home, because I would have been able to tell you what kind of a day he had. But if his hair was mussed, his shirt wrinkled, grass-stains on his knees, smudges of dirt on his face, and his football all scuffed up, then he had a great day. You see, footballs are made to share. In fact, all of life is like that.
Life is made to share.
The more you share and use things to build relationships, the happier you are. Things don't make us happy, but you can use things to build relationships, and it is in relationships that you find satisfaction and joy. Let's face it, we need each other. Maybe the person in the next cubical needs a kind word or a smile. I'll bet they do, and you're the one to give it.