"As the boy grew older he continued to wonder.

He went to the old man. 'Is the Precious Present a flying carpet?' he inquired. 'One that I could get on and go any place that I like?' 'No,' the man quietly replied. 'When you have the precious present, you will be perfectly content to be where you are.'"

Today was absolutely amazing. Not because it was perfect. Not because everything went my way. That wasn't the case. For the first time in a long time, I felt like everything was okay. Right or wrong, good or bad; it was okay. I laughed, smiled, talked, enjoyed others' company, opened up to people I've never opened up to. I also got frustrated, annoyed, upset. I cried, both happy and sad tears. All in one day. Everything seemed to happen just the way it needed to. I also realized what I have been feeling for a month or so now. In the beginning of October, I met someone with Cystic Fibrosis. A disease that is incurable and, on average, patients die in their 20s. He was 20. I think about him everyday. I don't know how someone you met for 10 minutes can have a profound effect on your life. I wish I could tell him. Living everyday to it's fullest and accepting it as it is, the way it should be, is how we should all live. I've always believed that everything happens for a reason. But I don't think I have ever ACCEPTED it. This feeling is so unreal. I have sat here and tried to write out what I am feeling, but it isn't working. So, I am not going to try. It'll only diminish what this is. I just wish everyone in the world could know this feeling.

"He agreed to savor each moment in his life…. The apparently good and the apparently bad…. Even if he didn't understand. For the first time in his life, it didn't matter. He accepted each of his precious moments on this planet as a gift."