I was sitting in the car after a stressful day waiting to go into an appointment. I was thinking of how crappy my day was and how tired I was and how I did not want to go in. I was just sitting there, feeling down.
As I listened to some music I took a glance out my rear view mirror. There was a child, a girl, probably around ten years old in a wheel chair. It was a sunny day and the girl’s mom was feeding her a snack, since she could not do it herself. They were laughing together and every time she fed her a bite of her snack, they laughed again. It was touching to watch.
They had no idea anyone was watching. They were in their own world — happy and content with each other. Nothing else mattered. I started to think, “Wow, they are so happy,” Why?
Here I was thinking about my rotten day and of all the things I didn’t have that could make my life better. Then I thought to myself, “why can’t I be content and satisfied?” — for the moment, for the sun, just for just being alive, for being a mom, for being a wife? It made me really think about the simple things and how I needed to be grateful for them.
Happiness does not need to be complicated. Sometimes, it’s just a brief moment in a day. On that particular day, that Mom and daughter gave me a gift that they will probably never know about, but one for which I am grateful.
We need to appreciate the moments — all of them. And we need to always be grateful for what we have and the people we have to share it with. This is what truly matters in life.