|Me on a lovely bright beach day|
It is a dark room day.
In a dark room house.
Not a creature is stirring,
Not even a m…
Wait! Wait…I didn’t mean to write that. Just slipped out of a brain that is on automatic mode.
What does one write when it is a dark room day, when light hurts and sounds skewer the head?
I read Delores at thefeatherednest and Cro at Magnon's Meanderings who created lists of good things, events, memories that remind them of the goodness of living. Their lists were excellent, as they themselves are excellent.
My list on this dark room day is as follows:
Finding the perfect pillow
Smell of movie theater popcorn
Scent of lavender oil
A crescent moon in a clear sky
Seeing a baby
Holding a baby
Memories of Christmas with our children
My husband’s laughter
Freshly baked bread
Our granddaughters giggling in the backseat of our car
Reading Little Women for the first time
Buying packets of seeds in the spring
Having a phone
Indescribable joy of God’s love and presence
Knowing how to pray
Picking strawberries with my mother and talking with her, alone
Making strawberry jam
Songbirds in the spring
Singing and not caring who hears me
Talking with strangers in a line at the market
Watching a returning Marine sweep up his child at the airport
Knowing that I am loved
An hour without pain
Holding a quilt made by a great-grandmother
Moments of silence
Being able to weep, cry, mourn, laugh, giggle, etc.
Rhythmic beating of a heart
What would be on your list?