Today I spent time reflecting on all the simple things in life that bring me comfort.
Sometimes we all have days where we need comforting.
And although it is wonderful to be able to reach out to our partners, our family and friends, that is not always so practical.
It occurred to me this morning that it’s been months since I’ve had a really lovely big hug. I’m in a position though where they are not that easy to come by.
It was a great opportunity though to appreciate the MANY things in my life that do bring me comfort.
- Laughing with my son
- Time spent with friends
- Beautiful music
- Wearing my favourite perfume
- The feel of sunshine on my skin on a cold day
- Sinking into a warm bed after a long day
and perhaps my favourite:
- a hot cup of tea
If we always search externally, and look to others to satisfy our needs, we will never be happy.
If we find it in ourselves, we take our comfort and sense of security (our home) with us wherever we go.
my late grandma’s china… something very special to me that also brings me comfort
(photo by my son, 6yo)