There’s something almost delirious about my happiness today. There is a giddiness…a tingly, whimsical buoyancy flowing freely from whatever spiritual organ is responsible for high-frequency vibration. There is magenta in my new and very sassy hair and a smile plastered across my face and Justin Bieber on the stereo. Try as I might to distance myself from pop culture, it is simply impossible to avoid the instantaneous mood boost I receive upon hearing “my momma don’t like you and she likes everyone.”
I love days like this when my heart feels ready to explode with joy. While there is no particular reason for my almost-obnoxious cheeriness, the gratitude spilling from within is palpable and splendid.
It is December 7, 2016 and the sun is shining. Though it’s chilly outside, it’s tolerable and even enjoyable for a few minutes at a time. I ducked out of the office to stand in the crisp winter air, which smells impossibly fresh and not very winter-like at all. As we move deeper into the season, I feel a sense of duty when it comes to appreciating any and all sunshine, knowing we could descend into dreariness and snow any day now.
Our office didn’t open this morning until 10:00 A.M. – a gift from my bosses to say thank you for working our holiday party until almost 8:00 last night. As probably one of the sleepiest human beings to ever walk the earth, I was acutely thankful for the extra rest and the time I spent lounging languidly on my sofa with several cups of hazelnut coffee. If I ran the world, I’d abolish the use of alarm clocks and insist every day begin as peacefully as this one.
It’s rare in this world, I think, to stop and recognize a day like today for exactly what it is: it’s all good. It’s all so good. There is goodness permeating every nook and cranny…swinging from the rafters…inescapable and enchanting in it’s simplicity.
An incomplete cataloging of recent pure and unadulterated joy:
- The book I’m reading (Spinster by Kate Bolick) which is thought-provoking, empowering, and challenging in the most unexpected and delightful way.
- My newest obsession and most committed relationship: the library. The smell of aging books; the quiet and the calm. I cannot get enough of this space.
- Increasingly frequent quality time with my momma and my sisters, my beloveds, my soulmates. I am all but guaranteed to end up convulsing with laughter in their presence.
- Ping-pong with my dad…which is somehow meditative in it’s zen-like rhythm. Time with him is a precious commodity.
- The way my whole world moves when my nephew reaches for me or takes a few tentative steps or eats or smiles or sleeps or breathes. He is sunshine incarnate.
- Moments with my snuggly and sweet-spirited Thackery Binx
- Sundays in bed with coffee, breakfast, books and movies
- The sight and scent of Christmas candles burning in my darkened living room
- Mastering a new recipe
- Arranging fresh-cut flowers
- Peacefulness disguised as the ordinary if not lackluster business of daily life…instilled with an overwhelming sense of reverence, awe, and gratitude
“And when you see those good things–and I promise you, there are so many good things–they’re going to be so much brighter for you than they are for other people, just like the abyss always seems deeper and bigger when you stare at it. If you stick it out, it’s all going to feel worth it in the end. Every moment you live, every darkness you face, they’ll all feel worth it when you’re staring light in the face.” – Emily Henry, The Love That Split the World
How undeniably sweet, this deliriously joyful day ❤