As a way to ease myself out of my winter ennui, my therapist suggested I do some journalling about the things that make me happy. Some of those things are probably evident to anyone who knows me even a little:
Hanging out with my kids.
Laughing with my sweetie.
Watching my dog run in the snow.
Riding my bike.
Reading a good book.
Being in a yarn store with money to burn.
But when I dug a little deeper, I came up with some things that are a little less obvious:
The moments of real connection that can pass between friends and strangers.
Having a good idea.
Eating a healthy, tasty meal I've made myself.
Clicking the "Publish" button on a good blog post.
Getting positive feedback about my writing, especially from other writers.
Looking forward to a trip, whether near or far.
Texting with my BFF.
And, perhaps not surprisingly, it turns out that writing about what makes me happy...makes me happy.
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