I cannot define the happiest moment of my life.
I haven’t ever been good at catching the happy times and just enjoying the moment. It’s something I’ve been working on, because I think that is where TRUE happiness lies. To take a step back every day and be thankful for all that I have, and to enjoy little fleeting movements, like watching your kids play together or love on each other. Or catching your parents sharing a hug.
In fact, I just had the best moment of my life when I was snuggling with my baby and she gently pushed the hair off my head and said, “peek!”
Later I will have the best moment of my life when I see my sweet boy’s huge smile when he jumps off the bus after a long day at school.
There have been so many moments that have been the happiest moments of my life. Every moment that someone is smiling, that I know we are healthy, with a roof over our heads, and clothes on our backs; that we are connected and truly love each other.
I cannot define the happiest moment of my life. And I don’t want to. All these little happiest moments compound to make one giant, happy moment.