It's the title of one of my favourite songs, sung by one of my favourite artists, contains some of my favourite lyrics --- yet I have not found it so fitting, so applicable to my own life, as it does now.
In my 26 years, I've experienced many things, both good and bad and characterized as either happy or sad. I think we can all agree that it's harder to get past and recover from our saddest moments in life. How does one pick up the pieces? How does one begin to live again? These are questions we'll ask ourselves as we wait and wait for the moment to leave us, but it always seems like it's never going to end.
But happy moments, on the other hand, come and rush past us, leaving us in a daze. We've still got our arms up in the air when the moment has already come and gone. It never seems to stay long enough. We always want that one more song, that one more minute, that one more piece of cake :p We always feel like we didn't experience it long enough.
So when weeks, days and weekends like these past few come, it's hard for me not to realize just how much of a blessing it is to laugh, hug, and be in the presence of such wonderful and loving people.
It is even more incredible when we witness the arrival of a new baby, a new hope, a new love, a new addition to an already incredible family.
The warmth of a new child is something that cannot be matched. The soothing presence of a new child is something that you want to bathe in forever and ever. The spark in those cute little eyes is something that you never want to forget.
I have a new baby sister and because of that, the world just got a little more fun, a little more acceptable, and a lot more magical.