My happiest memories are not something to be fancied by many. It didn't happen in a very fine restaurant. Not even in a prestigious hotel nor in any famous landmarks in the world. It's not something that people often talk about or even consider in creating memories. In fact, it didn't require me to spend any amount of money just to acquire that so-called "genuine happiness."
It happened in a place where internet connection is very slow, where people couldn't afford to buy all their wants. It's a place that is far from the city, and agriculture is their way of living. It is where people are contented to what they have and easily filled with joy to even a simple or ordinary things they receive. It is the place where I grew up where I learned and were able to understand how simple life is if we will just learn how to be contented.
With so much struggles I'm facing now, I couldn't help but miss my childhood. Sometimes, I wish I had never grown up. I envy those little children who are so innocent of the world. They could easily acquire happiness. They don't have to work. They just play and explore and enjoy and have fun. Sometimes, I wish to turn back time and once again be a child who is so stressed-free from any burdens the world might offer.
Nostalgia is always the term whenever I miss childhood, whenever I remember the things I used to do with my playmates. We don't care of the heat of the sun. We don't care if we're dirty. We don't care if it's lunch time. What we care is playing and exploring the things around us. We love taking a bath in the rain, water pump, or well. We love staying in the field while breathing the fresh air and trying to catch some fish, frogs, or other water creatures. Whenever we're hungry, we hunt for fruits available in our place like guava, mango, banana, and so much more!
This year, my childhood friends and I caught up and started another bond like little kids. It was a very beautiful and precious moment. We bathed on a water pump, rain, and well. We hooked frogs, caught some crabs, and hunted fruits. We stayed on the field but this time, taking pictures of the sunset. We talked and reminisced the past. One time, we went to the field to hunt for food. It rained and what we did was just dance and play and crack jokes and laugh while we let ourselves be soaked in the rain. I suddenly felt the joy of a kid. The genuine happiness felt from an innocent mind. It seems I've been struck by my childhood joy from this one very simple event ever happened. And this is why I consider it my happiest memory this year.
Happy memories teach us to value what we have. To help us treasure, enjoy, and cherish every moment that we have today. Because we cannot turn back time. Remember, our moments today is just tomorrow's past.