1. A clean house. I feared it would never happen again. Ever. Then I took the plunge and hired a service to clean my house. Now every other week three women spend almost two hours cleaning my house until it sparkles like a Twilight vampire. I consider this bi-monthly occurrence vital to my sanity and the best gift you could give any parent.
2. The things my children imagine.Whether it’s a random game where my daughter calls “good-bye” to me every thirty seconds then runs in three circles before saying good-bye again, or how my son had an entire conversation with his Halloween pumpkin – I cannot get enough of seeing what their imaginations come up with next. As long as it isn’t beating each other with the stuffed duck or blunt objects.
3. The mountains. I grew up in land about as flat as it gets, but I fell in love with mountains at first sight. I breathe in the air and the silence at over 10,000 feet. I inhale the beauty, whether snow covered, or dusty and dry. It doesn’t matter if it’s in Colorado or Canada, when am in the mountains, I am at peace. And I smile.
4. The five minutes my children play together in perfect harmony. Even better, the days this happens frequently. I smile, and bask in their shared laughter.
5. Writing. I live for the moments of bringing joy, commiseration, laughter, entertainment, or understanding to others through my writing.
Thank you to all who listen.
Note: When I asked my friend, “What makes me happy?” she told me: brownies, Lil Diva taking three hour naps, Zumba, showering, and Canada. She would also be right.
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This post was inspired by this week’s Just Be Enough prompt.