Happy or not

Often one will find himself being calm as a child falling asleep on a parents lap.
At times like this, I ask myself if I'm happy.

After thinking for a bit I become puzzled, I ask myself as if im still a child "what is being happy?, when will I be happy?".

Will I be happy if I find the person who fits me like a piece of clothing does?
Will I be happy if I go explore the world and see what everyones doing?

Is being happy about learning to understand and love oneself, as a parent loves his child?

Is being happy about understanding that people will make you suffer, but still act as kind?

Finding the right answer changes from person to person, as the weather changes in different regions.

Guess I'll need to take time, and find out sometime.