My life has been pretty incredible so far and I am grateful for the blessings that I wake up to each morning. No, I’m not filthy rich and living the life of luxury. There have been times when all I could find in the house to eat were a few saltine crackers and peanut butter until the next payday.
And keeping it real, not everyday is fun and games. Some days I just want to go back to sleep until the crisis is over and those crappy feelings are gone.
There are some givens at the top of my list of Joys: God, Jesus, freedom and the USA. Those are the biggies. And there’s good health, money, a place to live, clothes and food on the list.
But I have a list of things that are specific to me. These things make me smile and they could make you ask…..Really?…..that’s on your joy list?
I don’t have my head in the sand. I realize there are grave problems in the world. And the good old USA is seriously divided on most issues of importance. With that being said, my list may seem to be frivolous. But it’s the little things that bring a little joy and sunshine that get you through the doom and gloom of the news.
I will keep it to a short list. Not in any particular order, here we go.
A new book to read….. They’re all good, a brand new, or a used book, hardcover or paperback (although lately I am enjoying the large print.) Fiction is my choice.
Love stories with a happy ending make the big, bad world go away for me. Ahhhh love. It’s always the answer. And sometimes a little mystery thrown makes it more interesting.
Examining the spoils of a shopping day.After a day of shopping, coming home and taking the items our of their bags. As I touch and examine my finds, it’s almost like shopping for them all over again. I do this as soon as I get home and after inspection, put them away.
A delivered package. Fed Ex, UPS or USP, doesn’t matter how it arrives, it’s Santa coming to my house. It doesn’t even matter what is in the package or the size. When the doorbell rings and I see it’s a package, my heart does a little dance.
An iced cold can of Diet Dr. Pepper… after it has been iced down in a cooler. Pulling that tab starts an indescribable feeling of glee . A bottled soda just doesn’t do it.
An unexpected M & M
When I think my M&M bag is empty and I find one more that I haven’t eaten. The unexpected one is always the best.
And that’s a peek inside my survival bag. What’s in yours?