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I've always heard, and recently started believing that happiness itself is nothing but a collection of special, joyful moments that we happen to experience throughout our life.  It is also a state of mind, and yes, we can be happy in a prolonged period of time, but when we are asked about what makes us happy, we can't help but recall those moments that had the most impact and meaning in our existence.  There are moments that are  very emotional and may bring tears to our eyes… there are also those simple moments that brought joy and hope and perhaps meant a new start.  There are moments that would seem empty, yet they represent a new beginning because it's a moment when we decide to leave the past behind, and turn the page in the book of our life.  There are some moments that are so perfect and so special… and in our hope to intensify the emotions, or prolong the feeling, we end up rushing it until we crash and burn.  Then there are some other moments, simple and genuine… where the emotions arise, but your heart lets you know exactly where to stop, it lets you know you're safe, yet you still get to enjoy the illusion of a deeper meaning.  You walk out of a moment like that, feeling satisfied, feeling safe, feeling stronger than before, and feeling happy that you got to experience something so strong, yet so ephemeral.  Sometimes there's nothing better than going with the flow, letting things be, but also saying everything you want to say, doing everything you want to do, living that moment, enjoying every second of it, not playing games, not doing what's expected, not expecting anything, embracing every second as a true adventure and loving with passion the imperfection of that interaction.  Blah! Whatever! Yes, it's so perfect and it's so true… I don't wonder anymore… I don't wait… I don't expect.  I just remember, I enjoy the memory… I close my eyes and think about the simplest of things I saw you do, or heard you say… and there's nothing more I want to see or hear.   Sometimes we close our hearts to emotions or thoughts like these because we've been hurt and we fear to fall and be vulnerable to the heartbreak pain.  Why can't we realize that by closing our minds, we close our hearts and we close the door to perhaps true happiness?  Not because a person could deliver that happiness, but perhaps because the new possibility, the new idea, or the new experience will bring ourselves back from that dark phase we let ourselves live in. Love and happiness come to those who believe in them; it comes to those who know how to smile, those that run free, those who open their arms, those who open their eyes.  Happiness comes to those who open their hearts.  Happiness comes to those that accept things for what they are, those that accept and don't stress about things they can't control… and those who are patient.  Everything indeed happens for a reason… I am thankful for a moment I lived tonight that made me understand that I am happy.  This night made me happy.   Those moments have been added to my happy-moment-collection.