Now.

That moment is buried deep within my vaults... But the final day of High School was Close! That final moment where the bell rang!

Flawless slumber

It would be the first or the last. I just haven't figured out which. The first one because I had no idea how cool everything would be that was coming down the way, and it was just open, or the last one because hopefully there will be a smile that will come across my face acknowledging how cool it was.

The first time I held my son.

My perfect life moment happened only a couple months ago. I spent the semester travelling through Northern India with some other students. We stayed in an orphanage for 2 weeks and were encouraged to engage the children in English, so a friend and myself decided to put on a musical. We made up a fun show based on the Mario Brothers which incorporated easy American songs. The show was eventually performed in front of the entire school that the children attended. It was a huge success and I realized just how much I had come to care for these kids in only 2 weeks. But just as the kids were finishing their bow, the woman in charge of the orphanage declared that the directors (me and my friend) were now going to perform a song. We didn't know what she was talking about and my friend promptly ran out of the room leaving me alone. I had no idea what to sing. I picked a song from the Broadway show Wicked that I had just performed for my Grandmother's 80th birthday: For Good. I only chose it in the moment because I knew all the words, but as I sang, I realized just how pertinent the words were:" it well may be, that we may never meet again in this lifetime, so let me say before we part. so much of me is made of what I learned from you. You'll be with me like a handprint on my heart." it was wonderful

At a family friends place, when I was around 6, I stood ontop of a hill. Ready to roll down the hill, I crouched on my knees and leapt. As the world warped round and round in my eyes, time was still. There at the bottom of the hill was my mother, with open arms, ready to catch me as I came down. Childhood bliss.

I do martial arts , and am a part of the national demonstration team. I remember we were giving a show at this sea side city In Greece and we had our platform right over d edge of a cliff and all that there was to stop us from falling was a tiny wood banister . Story cut short the new guy on the maintenance team forgot to nail the last piece of platform , and some one , unknowingly put a 1x1m cushion carpet over it not knowing it was barely balancing on the edge. In a couple of minutes inside the show i saw myself tilting over , smashing right through the wooden banister , falling 2 storeys high , expacting a splash into the water that never occured. The cause ? On my not so smooth descent down my ranking belt got caught in a root and I was left gobbersmacked and barely able to breath hanging 1 story up , and looking down at another one. A rescue boat came after 15 mins , but it sure took an hour to get me down from there , or at least so it seemed ! ... Why is it my perfect moment ? Cos thats when I learned to laugh at myself , and silly as it may seem , that moment shaped life as I know it , life is a beautiful mess ! perfection is sooo overrated ! imperfections are the main ingredients for a perfect moment!

A second of film = 24 frames. It would be 12 frames of the first time I saw my oldest daughter and 12 frames of the first time I saw my youngest daughter. Perfect.

perfect moment of my life will be seeing my name on this film!

Back in Massachusetts a few years ago, I was riding down a country road on my motorcycle in early summer. The temperature was perfect, the sun was shining, the mosquitoes hadn't come out yet, and for just a second I didn't give a crap that I was in massive debt and was waiting tables for $2.63 an hour plus tips and had no idea what I was going to do with my life. That was a pretty sweet moment.

The moment my son was born.

The day I graduated from high school would be the perfect moment in my life that I’d like to make into a one-second film. It was a culmination of my success in school and all of the adversity I have overcome in my life.

My life is all akward moments. All I can say is it would be one second of silence, that seems like forever.

Anytime I smile. It's a great smile

Waking up not alone for the first time.

If I could choose one perfect moment from my life to turn into a one-second film, it would have to be the moment the sun rose above the horizon after my night of camping in the Sahara outside Timbuktu. I'd woken up early that morning and was in the process of collecting sand with a young Tuareg child as the sky exploded from an inky black into a brilliant orange. I still have a vile of that sand at home.

Carefully stroking my little brothers tiny hands when he was just a sleeping baby and I three years old. It was such magical that this little creature with those fragile fingers came into my world.

getting asked out

One perfect moment is coming down from the top of the first hill on a roller coaster; so much anticipation, excitement, giddy joy. It's all adrenalin and uncontrollable laughter. If I could live in that kind of moment for a lifetime…