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Discussion in 'Your Front Porch' started by Bittersweetvenom, Jul 2, 2016.
Ditto. Let’s have a good, long restorative sleep.
Beating my son in a game
Painting in my studio
Seeing my old place of life
A walk on the beach.
Striking just the right chord on my guitar.
The warmth of the sun
Watching my little one cheer
Celebrating hubby’s birthday.
Grateful for internet stores that deliver since I’m not driving much and don’t tolerate stores as well as I’d like!
A warm breeze
Enjoying my pool on a hot, sunny day
Going camping on the Sacco River
Short visits from friends during my convalescing.
Inadvertently experiencing happiness and optimism... while enjoying a fibre arts store/studio... caught myself thinking hmmm maybe I should finish my BFA after all... maybe I could get a job in an art store.
After my life shrinking so much over the last year and a half due to Menieres... I’d given up hoping and dreaming.
Then I found myself in a bookstore, stumbling across a bunch of books about finding your vocation, second chances, etc.
Happiness is: Honest moms.
When I was a kid me and my mom would wrestle. She never gave me a break and loved beating me. Fiesty Scotswoman. We had some real battles. Loved it. When I played my sweet uncle on my dad's side in ping pong, he'd let me win. I hated that.
Happiness is... feisty Scotswomen! And Scotsmen.
Let me clarify. I am also a descendant of feisty Scots.
And the fact that you are at least 50% feisty Scot, Pupper, says good things about you and your sense of humour.
A safe trip back from Tennessee