"The Keyword of the Week" - Kiss- My awakening

Happiness is not a lasting emotional state; it is those little moments that we enjoy to the fullest, whether it be through small things we observe around us, or when we are with a very special person or group, or when we manage to achieve a great dream.

Moments of happiness

For many years, I sought to possess happiness as a permanent emotion in my life. To have a husband, a house, and children, for all of this to completely fulfill my expectations and remain that way forever.

Life is not like that, and in time, after hiding within myself for so long, I realized that I had wasted a large part of my life on an unjustified thought.

I once had a house, and I lived in it. I spent a long time in a job that I loved. Everyone told me that I worked too hard for someone so young, and they congratulated me on my achievements.

I didn't see why they congratulated me. Because after reaching a goal, that reward for the effort that God allowed me to make no longer meant happiness. It was all the moments I lived while I was pursuing that goal that would be my best moments ever.

Then I had a husband, during the days of courtship. The time of fights, reconciliations, with kisses and hugs. Maturing over time, that was my happiness, and I didn't realize it in time. After spending a few years in happy companionship, the inevitable happened; before we could solidify our union, he suffered a tragic accident. It marked me forever. I never thought about romantic love again. He took with him everything I had to give. Those were my moments of happiness, which I couldn't see at the time.

Working was my best option in life. I immersed myself in what I knew how to do and loved. My thoughts became dark for a long time, until I began to reason. But when I did, decades of hiding had already passed. The idea of having my own family had dissipated with my suffering. The thought of having children in my home was part of my past.

My heavy steps led me to understand that I spent many years dying while alive, without realizing that one day the opportunity to die physically would indeed come. I did not live the precious gift of life, because I felt sorry for myself for what I did not have. I did not see that I had to celebrate my life with friends, family, and distractions.

Time passed, and today I walk hunched over and drag my feet. There is no laughter of children accompanying their grandmother. There are no memories of family gatherings, Christmas Eve, New Year's Eve, or birthdays, nothing... There was nothing.

All is not lost; the people are there, I just have to look for them and hope they welcome me into their lives. Because if happiness is these little moments of shared joy, I have the opportunity to be with people who feel alive and who have tried for many years to keep me in their lives.

The grandmother

I feel that all is not lost. That I was asleep and I managed to wake up. That I still haven't given all the kisses I had to give. Today I have been able to realize that we only die when our body breathes its last breath, and it is not when others die. The most important thing is not to think about death, but to think about life. That life is a gift, that it is a gift and that we should not waste it, like I did.

I feel optimistic and even though I am bent over and have clumsy feet, I am in search of those moments that life still has to give me. I'm going in search of that friend who wants my hug, who wants my kisses, because I want to kiss. I'm awake, I'm alive, and I'm happy...

This is my participation in the Dream Steem community contest, sponsored by @weisser-rabe.

The contest is "The Keyword of the Week" / WETTBEWERB: "Das Schlüsselwort der Woche"

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