- My 6 year old (most of the time)
- My husband (most of the time)
- My 2 dogs & 2 cats (most of the time…)
- Being alone 🙂
- Running
- Singing
- Old book smell
- Hot black coffee (or an oatmilk latte – either does the trick)
- Tofu curries or noodles
- Vegan breakfast bagels/burritos
- My clients
- Farm animal sanctuaries
- Solstices
- Crystals
- Tarot decks
- Slimes
- ASMR
- Sleeping in
- Going to bed early
- Getting lots of sleep (sense a theme?)
- Going out for drinks with a friend
- Getting slap-happy tired with friends (Ragnar NWP Van 1!) (sometimes no sleep is fun too)
- Frogs
- Hummingbirds
- Bald eagles
- The smell of a pine forest
- Swimming
- Sitting next to the ocean on a quiet rocky beach
- Being frugal/less wasteful
- Writing (or more accurately, “having written”)
- Making lists
Despite having not written anything here (or anywhere) for years, I logged into WordPress to update the payment method for domain auto-renewal, and felt a teensy bit inspired to write something. This prompt felt completely doable, and even helpful for my mental health.
I’m alone-ish tonight (see #4) and have been thinking recently about happiness. I’ve been a mom for 6 years to one bright, funny, loving, challenging kid with mild cerebral palsy, and between the infant/baby/toddler stage, COVID-19, preschool, kindergarten, running my own business part time, and keeping pets alive and house liveable, I feel like I’ve been in survival mode for 6 years. In survival mode, one doesn’t have hobbies. One doesn’t have interests. One doesn’t feel happy, even if there are happy things that occur.
In the last couple of years, there have been pit-stops of open space and time for me to re-enter my inner life and enjoy some helpful things. I’ve been in lots of therapy, I’ve found ways to read books for fun again (yay Libby audiobooks!), and I recently started running again. (I should write more about the races I’m doing this summer in another post!)
So, to me, happiness is usually found in the moments outside of the race track of survival mode. I am in a privileged lot to be able to find these moments. I have a supportive partner. We have resources. I have only 1 kid. I am white. The privileges go on, and I hope I don’t take them for granted. But it’s a gift that I could sit down tonight to try and think up 30 things that make me happy.
I’m happy that I wrote this post!