Today (ok, last night) over dinner, a friend asked me about the happiest moment in my life thus far. I was caught off-guard. Happiest? How am I supposed to single out a particular incident?
My mind settled on the day I found out my aunt was pregnant with her second child. Having lost her first child to a congenital heart defect a few years back, she slipped into depression before finding the will to live again.
Perhaps it was because I felt upset that she had to go through so much pain and anguish at losing her baby daughter, and when news of her second pregnancy came, it was as though a dark cloud had been lifted, revealing the ray of sunshine she had been seeking for so long. This ray of sunshine became indisputable, incomparable and irrefutable joy for her and her loved ones, myself included.
It’s not a joy of my own making, yet it’s one that easily trumps everything else.
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