"If this isn't nice..."

There aren't many quotes that affect me as mush as this one does. I first came across it my Senior year of high school, and I didn't think much of it. Once I hit college, though, I knew it. 

There were times when I would be having a sleepover with my new best friends, and think about how nice it was and how nothing could top it. 

I would gain acceptance and respect from a professor and this quote would come to my mind. 

I would go to a concert with one of my best friends at the time, and after a very long time of things not being right, they would be. If that wasn't nice, I don't know what was.

My friends would throw me a birthday party, somehow managing to surprise me. They took the time to go out of their way and be extra careful to make sure I didn't catch it. While they were singing me happy birthday, I thought to myself, "If this isn't nice, I don't know what is."

I was by myself in the Smithsonian Museum of American History. It had just hit me. After everything that I have battled mentally and emotionally over the past four years, I realized, those weren't huge, determining factors in my life anymore. And you know what? That was nice, and there isn't anything that could top it.

And to this day, all of those moments are still nice. Those people may not be in my life anymore, or at least not in the same way that they were then, but the memory remains the same. I like that I'm not searching for these moments. I just know. Whenever I'm doing something that qualifies, I just remember, "If this isn't nice, I don't know what is." I love it, and I hope I never stop noticing it.