Before my accident, I had always thought that happiness stemmed from achievements, but seeing all of my friends at my talk reminded me that what I already had was enough.
One recent evening, I took my dog for a walk in the rain and spotted a white rosebush behind my apartment building. The drops of water on its petals made it glisten in the moonlight. I felt like the luckiest person in the world to witness such beauty.
I would never want to experience my accident a second time, but the truth is that it gave me a gift: the ability to draw thrills from the mundane, and—even more important—to be happy with what I have.
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