Happiness as a choice

There she was, having lost the family she had, loosing her daughter to death, her husband not wanting her anymore, wanting to make a choice in life. Should she regret not loving her daughter enough and grieve over her loss, or should she be available for the son who's now looking up to only her? She can exist for her son easily, but being available for him was a choice. That needed courage..that needed willingness.. the willingness to give space for happiness and joy inside her. And for that to happen, regret, resentments, self-pity, victimhood... all of these had to leave.. Would they? They had no choice..Only she had the choice.. the choice to embrace them.. the choice to forgive them and all..and she cried, cried and cried..  She even had the choice to cry to freedom.. 

And the most courageous choice she made to house happiness in her was to take support... Thats when an angel entered her life to turn her into an angel.. She helped her to help herself, She listened to her to be listened by her.. She gave her power to give herself back her power.

That moment was the moment of her life where she chose the path on which she is walking even now..and is proud of that one choice she made.... One of the most gracious and a purest choice that she presented to herself to be present to life itself.. Alone she then started to sneak and swim into the dark swamp inside her deep ocean. That swamp which is still filled with her guilts, Shame, blames and what not. That journey that began then, 10 years back, still gives her the pleasure of choosing. 

She's now gone way ahead in her journey of living life, but still rooted and connected to the soul that left her then..her daughter..who still inspires her to trudge the path of service.. To be of service to herself and to the world around her.. To serve the young hearts to find their roots, so as to fly like a kite, to the destination they choose and to make this world a place of expression and celebration.. And to make life work for all..