Happiness is...
... a warm sweater fresh from the dryer.
Your turn.
Your turn.
This is Me...
- Roses
- My name is Roses. I am a recovering radio DJ who graduated college at age 52. I kept my student ID in the same wallet pocket as my AARP card because the contrast amused me greatly.
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..a lazy day in bed with my 3 loves. (boyfriend and 2 cats)
The sound of church bells.
The smell of baking bread.
kay lee Kelly
... baby kisses saying good morning
When it gets warm enough to put the sweaters away.
Homemade pancakes with melted butter and real maple syrup that's been heated. Mmmmmm.....
Will you make me some??
:-)
Watching the light come on as I teach my son Alg II and then finding out that he went into school the next day and taught the lesson to all his buddies before class so they could pass the test. I know. It's dorky, but this is what my life has become...
I remember when happiness was having one of them crawl in my lap after they awoke from a nap, their head against my beating heart, my inhaling them... the sweetness and love of it all.
...a hot summer day with a clean, clear pool.
...cheesecake.
Hearing my brother tell me that my cooking was really good.
And then watching him go back for thirds and thinking 'there goes tomorrow's dinner'.
Yea-yu, aren't brothers grand.
Miss Em
That brief moment of spring between the time the yard stops being a mudpit and the time the grass gets too long to not mow any more.
After a spring shower when the ground is just damp enough that you can pull out the dandelions, root and all.
I may sound perverse here, but happiness
.... is all green lights one the way to work.
.... is Monday morning. It's the brand new start of a brand new day, in a brand new week, and I haven't messed anything up yet!
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