I recently read a great autobiography titled “The Happiest Man On Earth” and it was written by an amazing man by the name of Eddie Jaku.
Eddie was born in Germany and loved his country. Eddie is also Jewish. He survived the Holocaust in WW2 when many of his friends, family and others did not. He could not believe that his own countrymen could turn on their own such as the Nazis did.
Despite his traumatic times during that period and before he settled in Australia in the early 1950s, Eddie decided that after not speaking of those times for many decades and also questioning why he was spared when his parents, uncles, aunts, friends and others all died he began to think that he had a responsibility to speak about what happened, to educate others. The world needed to know.
Eventually, Eddie would tell his children that despite what happened to him and others, the world is not bad. Once he decided to let go of the fear in his mind and the pain in his heart, he could move on and once and for all be truly happy.
What do I take from this? The obvious one for me is that, no matter how much someone has hurt you, it is difficult if not impossible to be happy within yourself. Holding grudges and holding on to hatred does nobody any good. I have not been through anything that compares to what Eddie went through but I’ve had some shit happen in my life that still hurts to this day but I have decided to get on with things and make the most of every moment. Yes, I still feel hurt but that doesn’t define me or lead me down any specific path in life.
Like Eddie, I choose to be happy. I don’t think there is any other way to be.
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