I believe that happiness is a given. From the second you are born you are happy. Before anyone can touch you, before anyone can take away your innocence, you are happy. Now that could all change in a matter of seconds. Someone could hurt you, emotionally or physically, and all of that happy, could be taken away. Some people work their entire lives to be happy and some never get it back. Either way, there’s not a person that I know that doesn’t want to be happy. I won’t ignore the fact that there are places that make it impossible to be content. In war zones and in countries run by tyrants life is hard for the people there. They probably don’t have much time to have fun, to relax, or to just be happy.
About a year ago, I moved from Charlotte, NC, to Raleigh, NC. Even though Charlotte and Raleigh aren’t that far apart it was, and still is, a big change. It took me a while to adapt and it was even harder to let it go. At first I was excited to move somewhere else. Since my dad was in the military, we were used to moving to different places after three-ish years. The difference in this was that when we moved to Charlotte, since my dad had retired from the military, I was told that we were going to live there forever, or at least until I went to college. Charlotte was my forever home and I wasn’t ready to let it go. As the days got closer and closer to the day we would move, the more it started to get real. I started crying in the middle of class, pushing my friends away instead of making the best of the time I had left with them. When the would ask me to come over I would say no or make up some stupid excuse even though I was doing absolutely nothing. After a while of pushing everyone away, I started to get really depressed and realized that I needed to try to take back all of the time I spent pushing everyone away. I started to talk to my friends more, I started to try my best to be happy. My best friends, Greta, Sonia, Sabrina, and Angeline, meant the world to me, I think that the reason I pushed them away was so that I didn't have to deal with leaving them. The one thing that I remember the most was the last day of school. Everyone was sad because we had to leave and the majority of the class was confused because they had no idea what was going on. I remember vividly someone asking why we were all crying in the corner of the classroom hugging each other. Since out classroom was in the very back of the library we were constantly being shushed by not only the teachers but the other classmates too. Of course all of the shushing and questions only made us cry even more until the point to where I could barely breathe. Then something remarkable happened. Since most of my friends were in my homeroom, including my sister Emma, I had the chance to say goodbye but there was one friend, one of my best friends, who was in a different class and it made it even harder to know then I wouldn't be able to say goodbye to her at school. Then miraculously, she bursts through the doors and comes running down the long library and every second felt like it was in slow motion. It felt like a scene from a really sappy movie where the best friends reunite and it’s like they are seeing each other for the first time. She hugged us so hard a couldn’t breathe and she kept on asking us why we had to leave and how much she loved us. That was the moment that I realized that I had gotten my happiness back in life. I realized how lucky I was to have such amazing and supportive friends and how unlucky some people are who can’t get what I have as easily. I believe that happiness that happiness is a given. Even in your worst moments, you can be happy, you just have to look at something in a different way to get there. Some things that tell you if you’re happy ae little, some are hidden, and some are self-evident. Either way, everyone has a chance to be happy, it’s just your choice to take it.
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