Recently lost what was basically my dream job and have no chance of getting it back till the end of the year. So, to pass the time, I've been trying to think of the times when I was truly happy.
I remember when I was younger, there was this terrific snowstorm overnight. I remember looking out my window every few minutes, seeing only more and more snow pile up. When morning came, school had been canceled for 2 days, giving us a 4 day weekend.
I remember playing in the snow with 3 neighborhood friends and we ended up in their back yard. We had been playing for probably hours and I was starting to get tired.
I remember laying on my back on the thick, cold snow and looking up into the deep overcast sky, the snowfall had turned to ice pellets at this point and I remember seeing a UPS aircraft flying low, landing at a nearby airport.
I don't know why, but at that moment, I felt a sense of rapture and ecstasy. I felt so happy, and I still try to figure out why. Maybe it was just that everything combined together was what made me feel that way. But I remember the feeling flowing through me, like where I was in that moment was where I truly belonged. There was nothing else. No future or past, no worries or concerns, there was only here and now.
I remember thinking about Pokémon as it was my obsession as a kid, I remember thinking about Victini and it flying along with the jet overhead. And I remember smiling, even giggling at the plane.
I feel like that was one of the few times I was truly happy. I'm not sure if anyone else has felt the same or experienced something like it. But I always hold that memory dear to me. I've since then fallen in love with snow and UPS aircraft as weird as that sounds.
I'm not sure what I hope to accomplish by posting this, but I hope someday we will all get to feel that way, like where we are in the current moment. Is right where we need to be.
