Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Happiness

*This is a special version for the previous post, Felicidade.

What a shame to keep this Diary so outdated! But I confess.. I was longing to write.
It's funny to remember that a few posts ago, I complained about doing almost nothing here, being upset for not having some things the way I thought they would be.
I say it's funny because today, before the recent events, I realize how finite my idea of ​​"happiness" was, based only in moments.
So much has happened since September 11, which was the last time I posted here ... Those moments I hoped for bringing me joy came, but were gone! It may be because they had not involved the right characters, yet.
I had bad times in the meantime. I had too much to worry about and was giving God a hard-work time, every time. And guess what? He did not let me down even for a day. It is just amazing the way He acts! We really can not understand His plans - which are always perfect.
But the good days came. I met, in an unusual way, someone who became a special one in a very short time. Special, because he showed me he had something different. He couldn't just be one more on my Facebook friends list, or on my cellphone contacts, or just to hang out with... Someone who deserves to be in your mind upon awakening, while awake, until before sleeping. Someone you ask God to always keep around, protecting and blessing. Someone for whom you do not measure any efforts for wanting to make him happy. The one you want to share all the good and bad times with. The one that seems to make you stronger just by being at your side. The one who steals a smile with just a glance. That makes you the happiest person in the world, and makes you wish that happiness to others...
Today, after nearly six months living in the United States, without a doubt I say - I am happy, and it's only up to me to keep thanking God for all the challenges proposed in this journey, because they helped me to become a stronger human being. And so it will continue!
Yes, indeed, I miss my place, my family, and my old and eternal friends. But sooner or later, a bird has to open its wings and fly farther, finding, perhaps, a new place to make its new nest.

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