Have you ever had a moment where you feel truly alive?
Not content, not happy.
It's hard to bring words to the feeling.
The other day in this post I talked about how dancing made feel alive.
And it did.
It really did.
But until today, I didn't know what it really meant to be alive.
And the thing is, nothing special happened today.
Nothing at all.
It was just like any other Sunday.
I spent all day doing homework.
I got hungry and didn't want anymore dorm food.
So I chose to go out.
Since I'd been cooped up in my room all day surrounded by my projects,
I didn't know that today was beautiful.
It is 75 degrees outside.
The sun is shining away.
There isn't but one cloud in the entire sky.
So I rolled down my windows, turned the radio up, and drove.
And I sang.
As loud as I could.
And I ate food that's going to kill me one day.
And I loved every bite.
And I drank a big cup of sweet tea.
And I fell in love with my life.
And while I was driving, I was nothing but thankful.
I kept telling God that
Today was honestly the best day of my life.
And I cried.
Happy, joyful tears.
Because I realized, this is what it means to be happy.
This is what it's all about.
A beautiful day and some really good music.
And some time with God.
I realized that my life has been messy and complicated.
But the simple moments like today, can take that all away.
They will make you breathe again.
They will fix all the hurt.
And they will make you feel better than you've ever felt before.