I’d forgotten what it felt like – to be happy. I can’t even remember the last time I felt like this. Let me explain…
It was a normal day and I, as usual, was feeling my normal self ie. not so good. I was crying – pleading with the powers that be to help me – somehow. And that’s when I got the idea. I came up with a method that I think will work. I won’t go into details, obviously, but that’s when I felt happy. I found myself smiling – an actual genuine smile. Not a false one – not because it’s expected of me – but because I wanted to.
I treasure this feeling. This warmth. Like a light, a sweet, fragile light. I want to hold it and keep it safe. Forever.