The Price of Happiness?

I once had an amateur palm reader tell me I will have a long happy life but will never have a lot of money. (I think they way she termed it was "You will be poor all your life.")
I don't really believe in psyching readings but I was still a bit miffed by her pronouncement. I should have been satisfied with the prospect of having a "fulfilled" life but the feeling of disappointment still nagged at me. Why couldn't I be happy and rich?
It seems in my mind and in many others being rich was being happy. Then again being rich is all relative, back when I was nine ten dollars a week sounded pretty good now a any salary below $30,000 a year makes me cringe. I know plenty of people who are well off and miserable. So it's not like I have a simplistic formula of lots of money = happiness. However, I do recognize that with money i can travel more, see people I love, do more things, and in general have a life less stressful where every dollar earned is counted and recounted. To me money means freedom, not necessary instant happiness. And yet it makes me sad that potentially I will not achieve the wealth level I see myself living in.
That's why I find the story of Briny Breezes so interesting. Briny Breezes is a tiny community of mobile homes sitting on prime south Florida real estate. For years developers have tried to get the residence to sell their properties with no luck. Now there is an offer to buy the mobile homes for one million dollars each and some members are caving in, while others hold out.
For most people living there it is an ideal way of life,

Briny Breezes is a relic of old Florida, surrounded by glamorous multimillion-dollar homes and splashy high-rise condos.

The Briny Breezes brochure calls it a "self-governed mobile home community of kindred souls." Residents of the Palm Beach County town cruise the narrow streets on golf carts, passing palm trees and tiny, neatly manicured yards. They wave to each other and chat about the next neighborhood outing -- water aerobics at the pool, shuffleboard near the clubhouse, bowling night.

Here's where money and happiness collide. The people who live in Briny Breezes seem to really think they are living the ideal life. So how does a million dollars equal something you can't buy for money? It seems to me a pretty easy decision, and yet I remember my disappointment and wonder what I would do in their place?