Sometimes so hard to find, but at the same time so innate in my being. I find it often in the simple things. In the small, precious moments where I was not expecting it. Note I am not avoiding describing when these moments arise. They are just not that readily accounted for. They are just more like butterflies in your stomach, electric lights, fireflies, the smell of roses; they are the little things that make you warm inside. They are the small entities that bring a smile to my lips and threatening my heart to burst with all the love it carries within.
Happiness.
Happiness.
