Corra over at The Victorian Heroine spoke about some of the simple joys she has in life, as did Lua over at Bowl of Oranges (Lua did the original post) and it got me to thinking about these things as well. I suppose it only makes sense when one is less than fully mobile to truly take stock of what matters. While I have been getting caught up in the “I can’t believe I can’t go to the grocery store/Target/out for coffee/out for a WALK” grumps the truth is I have learned what really matters. When I’m not grumping anyway.
Before I get to those wonderful things, however, I would like to bring up a few very valuable lessons I have learned in the last few weeks. The first is this: Doctors, while I sometimes disagree with their practices, many really know what they’re doing and should probably be listened to. How did I learn this? In a pique I took off my boot of fabulousness and went driving. It took about two minutes before my foot was screaming and I realized I had absolutely no desire to clench my teeth every time I hit the brake.
Simple thing: My health. There are few things worth risking it for and, rest assured, driving when you don’t need to is not one of them.
If anyone has ever listened to a two year old struggle with their speech ad infinitum then you’ll know when I say there is nothing more preciously aggravating then hearing the same words over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over…. That these are sometimes interspersed with whiny tones is just the icing on the cake.
Simple thing: To hear my son say “mama”, “hug”, “kiss” and even “mmm good” (particularly since this is said unsolicited when he has my home made chocolate ice cream) fills me with such joy I can not even explain it. Truly, this makes all those frustrating moments disappear with love solidly in its place.
And now, here’s simply a list:
Hugging and kissing my son.
Doing the same with my husband.
Good conversations with those I love.
Reading a remarkable piece of literature.
Making something tasty. [This includes eating something tasty, even if I made it, because I truly am a hedonist.]
What are your simple pleasures in life?