My Most Free Moment

 Whenever I think about feeling free and feeling euphoric, I think about this moment. When my therapist told me to close my eyes and think about a time when I felt truly at peace and happy, I thought of this moment. Whenever I need to remember that life is to be enjoyed, I think back to this moment. Whenever I think about my life so far and the incredible experiences I've had so far, this is what I think of.

It was my first ski season. I was 21. It was March and the sun was shining. I was stood on the slope looking out at the view, which consisted of endless amounts of snow-covered mountains and the bluest, clearest sky you've ever seen. People that were strangers a few months ago were now sat behind me, my family. Music was playing, one euro bottles of fizzy wine were popping, my new best friends were laughing and chatting. I could see people skiing and snowboarding on the slopes below us, feeling their own version of complete happiness. I was tanned and my hair has gone light in the sun. 

I closed my eyes and breathed in that moment. It was euphoric. It was complete happiness. I almost burst with contentment. I felt so in love with being alive right at that moment. Euphoria is the only word there is to describe it. I felt so lucky to get to experience that moment and that feeling. 

I opened my eyes, took one final long look at every mm that made up the view in front of me. Turned around to see my new family feeling just as happy, and walked towards them. I sat down in the group, was handed some fizzy wine, and took a long sip. I knew I'd think of that memory for the rest of my life.