Tell me, what was the best day of your life?
Hesitating much? It’s not so easy, is it?
But when you do find that day. That hour. That minute. Perhaps even that second.
And you will find it because it will haunt you until you do.
You’ll find it wasn’t quite extraordinary.
Maybe you threw off your shoes and ran through the grass on the first real day of spring.
Maybe you stood there as the heavens opened and the rains poured down on you. And you danced. With your friends. The water soaking through your sorrows. Cleansing you of pain and worry.
Maybe you took cover from the storm in a playground tunnel. And you all smiled at the little kid who peeked in and giggled. And you wiggled your toes at him in response.