The past few weeks have been frenetic. Partly my own doing. Partly the family’s doing. A mix of the two, really.
It’s so hard to find peace amidst the chaos.
Band practice. Homework. Work deadlines. The dreaded bills. The even more dreaded school lunches. Even watching my sons go on dates. You wouldn’t consider that stressful, right? I do.
Life has a way of swallowing me up sometimes. I recognize that I’m responsible for that. Maybe a lack of planning, procrastination, or even saying yes to things I shouldn’t have. I’m a sucker for that one.
Stress has a way of stealing joy, doesn’t it?
Like having your cozy blanket ripped off of you on a cold dark morning when you aren’t ready to get up.
Joy. It can be an elusive thing during hectic times.
Today I cocooned myself in the safety of my home. I wore my jammies most of the day. No makeup touched my face.
I made myself still. Something I do when I feel like things are moving too quickly. When I feel myself getting frazzled.
A day of nothing is very good for mental health.
And during this quiet time, I focused on what brings me joy. What makes me smile. What centers me. Here’s a bit of what I came up with….
The smell of burning wood in the air.
A quiet home.
A loud home filled with laughter.
Friends. Old ones. New ones. Both precious.
Discovering a new recipe that grabs me by the belly like this one I found today.
A book that makes me read until I’m blurry eyed.
My kids eating the meal I set in front of them without picking anything out of it.
Mondays. Oddly, my favorite day of the week.
Visiting anyplace new. Even if it’s close to my home. New places=new people to meet.
A glass of wine and a piece of Hershey’s chocolate. No fancy pants chocolate necessary.
A bright starry night.
That feeling inside when you know the Spirit/universe/insert your favorite spiritual word is talking to you.
A strong hug.
A leg hug from the little people.
The scent of roasting rosemary in my kitchen.
The excitement I see in my girl’s eyes when they are invited to a birthday party.
Watching Michael paint/draw anything.
Sleeping under a mound of freshly laundered blankets with my feet sticking out the bottom so they can breathe.
Not an inclusive list of everything that makes me happy, just what comes immediately to mind. An exercise I do when I feel overwhelmed or when I feel like I’m not appreciating what’s around me.
I find that when I reflect on all of the positive things that are going on in my life, everything comes into focus. I see things much more clearly.
How about you? What brings you joy? Care to share?