Meeting a Buddhist

A few months back, because of physical ailments, and mental and emotional turmoil, I had become very depressed. I got to the point where I was deciding wether or not I wanted to continue going on this life. Sometimes we reach points where we wonder if it is even worth it to continue.
I got the urge to go to Barnes and Nobles, which happens often. Usually, when my intuition kicks into gear like this, its because I'm supposed to learn something, or experience something. So, I went to Barnes and Noble, in the most depressed of moods, and started reading magazines.
I went to the Spiritual magazine section, and started reading books on buddhism. I noticed an asian man, with a shaved head sit down next to me. He seemed to observe me a bit, but kept his distance, and didn't make himself too noticable. After a good 5-10 minutes, I decided to say Hi to him, which seemed the invitation he was waiting for.
He introduced himself, to which I found out he was a Buddhist from Vietnam. He showed me a picture of him with the Dalai Lama, and seemed overly joyed and helping me in my current situation.
I told him I was meditating, and I also explained my worries and fears about my health. Comforting me like no other, he said to relax, take time S-L-O-W-L-Y, and to practice a simple breathing exercise.
He explained that the best place to start, is by asking ourselves "What do we REALLY want in Life?"

The answer, if we search hard enough, is usually along the same lines. To have happiness, the opposite of suffering.

I believe now that any true spiritual path should start with the basic question "What do we want in Life, before we Die". This question, if asked and answered honestly and thoughfully, can easily put us on the path that guides the rest of our lives.

Don't we all just want happiness, in SOME form?
A peace that lasts through difficult and turbulent times?
A peace of mind.
Tranquilty.
Peace.