Things that make me happy
Right now the afternoon sunlight is pouring through my windows in a smooth, yellow light. I love the brightness of it, and the way the sun throws shadows of the plants in the windowsill onto the sheer curtains. The window is open and a breeze floats through, carrying with it birdsong and the chatter of people walking down the street.
This is such a lovely Friday afternoon, containing a series of perfect moments. Whenever I look up and see the yellow afternoon light making the curtains glow, I am happy.
For a long time, I’ve wanted to start writing again but I’ve had trouble settling on a topic. What do I want to define me?
The answer: Things that make me happy. Those things I spot while walking my dog that make me stop and look again, pull out my camera to take a picture. The moments that stand still, just for that brief instant, when I think Yes. That is how I want to define myself. On this bright Friday afternoon, I am the good things, and there are so many good things.
Come back for more moments. As Anne of Green Gables, said, “Isn’t it splendid there are so many things to like in this world?”