I am taking you back when I was 12. I was a member of an organization that goes to slum areas, orphanage and the likes to do some charity works. We went to this orphanage called Hospicio de San Jose. There was this girl, she has no feet and arms but she still has a wonderful smile. I was quickly drawn to her. She told me, "I'm still lucky because despite my situation, I'm alive and there are people like you who helps us."

Nothing has ever replaced that feeling of pure happiness and warm in my life.

I take a time machine known as "memory" back to sixth grade when I received an acceptance letter from Lakeside School. This felt like being accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, or being invited by Gandalf to join his latest adventure. The feeling was pure joy. Pure warmth. What's more, the acceptance letter indicated why I'd been chosen: my passion for writing, my writing about Tolkien being my idol in the application essay. I travel back to last night, when I thought, "Remember the happiest you ever felt, now feel even happier." And that's how I'm feeling now.

The happiest I have been is really now. I left a very abusive relationship and took a massive gamble on love. I moved three cities away. I am safe, I am at peace, I am thrilled to be alive. I am thankful to God for the hardships I have endured because, I now appreciate real beauty. Sometimes the hardest thing to do is the right thing to do. I love where I am. I love who I am because I know who I am. My thirst to give love has been quenched. My motto something wonderful is going to happen.