If happy should be a destination, an aspiration, a goal, then what happens after and beyond happy?
For something as fleeting, happy should only be enjoyed in moments; small and big ones alike. Like wind, moments sip through our hands.
There is no constant grand pristine state of being or existence, unless you should be locked in ecstacy and that’s a promise made only about heaven.
While here, we get moments. We get seasons. Some are brief, sometimes long lasting episodes. Some live with us but with blemishes that obscure the blessing. We fail to see and acknowledge the miracle that is today, this moment, now.
So, embrace these moments. One day, when they’re a memory, what you will remember is how they made you feel and that is the imprint on your heart. I hope you’ll be dancing and with no regrets because one thing you won’t get is that moment back. You get the memory.
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