The Happiest Day of My Life

Of course there are so many happy days that I can't recall all of them at the moment. But one that I definitely can remember is during my winter retreat (or trip) last winter break. We were on our way home from a long day of volunteering way on the other side of LA, when "Hello" came on the radio and we cranked up the radio to the maximum volume and were all screaming at the top of our lungs (well a few others were telling us we're too loud). And as we were driving and singing (quite badly) into the night, I noticed we were passing by the LA skyscrapers. It just made me feel really blessed and happy, in that moment. Being with the people that make me happy, and in the city that I love. And I knew at that point, that I would never be able to have this moment back again. So I decided to just enjoy and cherish that moment, because that was a night that I was truly happy.