The Secret of Life

I'm sitting here trying to do my homework when the song Secret of Life by Faith Hill starts playing. I know I've heard this song before, but today it really connected with me on a different level. It made me think about my last post and also how I have a tendency to question the meaning of life-am i doing it right? am i fulfilling "my purpose"? What is "my purpose"? Faith Hill inspired me to make this list:

the secret of living is a good cup of coffee

the secret of living is a rainy Sunday morning 

the secret of living is smiling at a random person on the street 

it's the song that comes on your ipod and makes you break out in a dance

it's the night spent talking with a good friend about the most random thoughts 

the secret of living is a beautiful woman 

the secret of living is the warmth of the sun surrounding your body 

it's the arms of a loved one wrapped around you in a hug

it's waking up early to see the sun rise

or going to bed late after trying to make the day linger

the secret of living is a bouquet of flowers 

the secret of living is Saturday morning spent at the farmer's market

it's the thought-provoking moments

it's the laughter that never ends after watching a good movie

the secret of living is the feeling of happiness

anger, sadness, passion, heartbreak, joy, balance, fear,

it's love 

The secret of living is everything and nothing. It's all around us everyday. But it's not a secret.