Nonchalant.

My uncle told me when I was 6..
"Stop being so happy. Or something bad's about to happen."
So he believes that happiness is a jinx. And that when it occurs, some tragedy is about to strike. I kinda wanna go back to the Philippines. Just for one day, just to look him in the face and tell him how he always brought glumness into the room every time he walked in. And how I was afraid to be happy around him because I knew he was gonna lecture me and act as if being happy was some kinda felony or something. Then I would teach him how to smile. Maybe he would learn that life isn't a tragedy. Maybe his wife will come back. Oh, and maybe even introduce him to his 3 kids.