Ways of Feeling Good
I was heading down to my car in the lift today from our apartment, and a baby, (maybe about 8 months), with an entourage of adoring family members, was also in the lift. S/he however ignored them and stared at me with the piercing stare and undivided attention that only a baby can give. It made me smile and was good for the soul. It made me feel good. I continued on my way (to the shops, as it happens) and when I arrived saw some other little kids laughing and shouting as they played in some artificial sprinklers. Also good for the soul. As I wandered round, killing time really, whilst Betsy revised with her friends in a coffee shop, (that’s her story and she’s sticking to it!) I thought about other things that make me happy and leaves me feeling good. In no particular order here’s my list. What’s on yours?
- Other people’s children doing cute stuff.
- Being pleased by a successful hair cut.
- That my children are resilient enough to handle setbacks, but gentle and sensitive enough to be hurt.
- Reading a good book.
- Friends who ‘get it’.
- Talking about a favourite book with someone else who loves it.
- Mickey blue eyes. (Even though he has just cajoled me into buying a landrover, with some nonsense about it being ‘meant to be’, just because it was made the year we got married!)
- Kind gestures.
- Knowing how strong my mum is. (I don’t mean weightlifter type strong).
- My dad’s sense of humour and, of late, exceptional punning skills.
- Swimming whilst listening to a good podcast (eg Fi Glover and Jane Garvey’s Fortunately).
- My piano in the UK.
- English Fish and chips.
- Watching Loose Women, when they show vulnerability and I can talk to the panel on the tv (though this seems to annoy other family members – I dont’ know why.
- Thai pad thai noodles.
- Nice neighbours.
- Rainbows
- Young people’s positivity. I’m an outed fan of millenials.
- Listening to the New Zealand Prime Minister, Jacinda Ardern, speak so well.
- Going to Whitby.
- The view from my Bangkok balcony.
