If Today Were the Last Day

The other day, while talking with my father, he asked me:“Daughter, what would truly make sense to you when you reach the end of your life?”

Immediately, I remembered my time as a flight attendant.Back then, I often asked myself: “If today were my last day, would I die happy?”

And in the moments when I was truly fulfilled, the answer was always:Yes. If the world ended right now, I would leave proud of who I am.

But not every season of my life felt that way.When my career in aviation no longer lit me up, I started to wonder:If something happened today, would I feel proud of how I lived?Or would I leave with the weight of unfinished happiness?

I’ll never forget something a passenger once told me on a flight:“Everything we do is a contribution to the world.”

At that time, I was no longer happy in my job, and those words struck me deeply.I thought: If I’m not fully happy where I am, if I’m not showing up as my whole self, then my contribution to the world is incomplete too.

That’s when I realized something essential:When we are happy, we are at our 100%.We are grounded in our truth, clear about our choices, no longer postponing life.

For a long time, I thought happiness was a checklist to complete.But since I was 18, I’ve learned that real happiness lives in the details.It’s not in the grand milestones but in the small, fleeting moments:an unexpected smile, a warm cup of coffee on a cold morning,or a single second of inner peace that reminds me I’m alive.

Today, through these words, I hope you find your own happiness too.Even if it’s just for a moment.Even if it’s only in the stillness between sips of tea or coffee.Because sometimes, that’s all it takes to realize you are already living.