When are you most happy?

Whenever I am in the presence of my significant other, or early in the morning, when my boys clamor into my bed, with sleepy faces and quiet responses.

When I can rest, and clear my mind. Feeling the ache of my feet.

Whenever I think about how far I’ve come, or the moment my love messages or calls. It’s pure adulation.

The quiet of night, the peace without chaos in its presence.

Writing, illustrating…creating in general. Can I do this, this way? Yes, I probably can.

There are many moments I am happiest, I’m just naming a handful.