Here are ten things that make me happy. Feel free to write your own list. You don’t have to stop at ten.
“¢ Hot coffee with just a splash of cream.
Ң Bookstores, especially the small, independent ones. Especially if they have a caf̩.
“¢ Ocean beaches right before sunset when the sky is like a dream, the cool sand between my toes.
“¢ Sitting on a mountain top on a sunny day in autumn while munching an apple.
“¢ Cuddling, handholding, kissing and making love.
“¢ Good music.
“¢ A night out in the company of friends
“¢ Skiing down a hillside of new snow. A sensation like floating or flying
“¢ A bottle of red wine to share with my love
“¢ And, of course, curling up on rainy day with a good book, a story that can take me places.
I love riding my motorcycle in Western Oklahoma in late spring, right before the beginning of wheat harvest when the fields are rolling with waves of gold.
I love riding to the top of Mt. Scott in Southwestern Oklahoma where I can see the red ceramic roofs on the buildings of Ft. Sill, miles and miles away.
Sometimes, when I'm performing a slam poem, the whole room gets quiet and I don't know if I'm hitting the mark or striking out. When people erupt with applause a moment after I finish, it feels like I've hit a home run.
I love the silence after a fresh snowfall, the way the light dazzles the sky.
There are moments when my spouse and I are quiet, but we're communicating, resonating with each other, a sort of telepathy.
I love that pins-and-needles feeling I get when I'm writing "in the zone," when hours pile into hours and I'm still going.
I love when I finally fall asleep after writing all night, spinning dreams into words.
My children shame me with their bravery.
I love the grace of an unexpected kindness.
I laugh at silly jokes.
I love your list, Paula!
I recently did a similar post and couldn’t quit at ten things, so mine is fifteen. lol Isn’t it funny how the little things are sometimes the best ones? I love all the things on your list.
Thanks Brinda. It was tough, limiting it to ten. 🙂