You are what you love...

When I got home from work today the first thing I saw was my Grandpa parked on the steps of front porch next door. He immediately called my name, to which I responded by running over to see him with the vitality and innocence of a child. I adorned him with my customary kiss on his shiny baldhead. Moments like this fill me with more warmth than I could ever accurately describe. It is the most simple and sincere moments that I ultimately derive my happiness from. I crave times of uncontrollable laughter; split seconds when you forget all of your distress. Instances like these remind me of the fragility of life, and move me to experience as much as I can. It's not just the jovial times which elicit these feelings. I extract lessons from the most traumatic, agonizing affairs in my life and those of the people around me. I always try to remedy these situations with an open mind and a smile on my face. I never want to find myself so fearful and close-minded that I miss out on something. So many people are held back by fear, they let it define them, and limit their abilities. Heroism in its truest form emerges when you stand up to the illusions you create in your mind.