is just that instant where everything seems to be just right.
Going through so many instances day-on-day and wondering if i’m truly blessed or in a space where I’m starting to accept myself the way I am, where I don’t constantly judge the person staring back at me in the mirror.
Yup, I’m way off the ideal BMI index and all those calorie counters.
Yup, I still cannot afford a Louis Vuitton or a Prada or even a Nine West or an Aldo, but what the hell. I have developed a sense of humour and a thick skin, enough to get me by unscathed through sarcastic jabs and huge bills.
Yup, I look around me and see faces full of wrinkles and smiles, patient, forbearing and hands extended out to pat or lift me up.
Yup, I return to a chaotic place where the din from daily soap operas continues unabated accompanied by a vociferous pup, hot food and a lap to rest my head on.
Yup, I sort through bills that need paying, memories that remind me of steps taken in haste and a thousand voices egging me on to higher living.
Yup, I post silly messages on the Social Network and hold on tight to my Human Network.
I’m HAPPY, that’s why.