I’m a list maker, so here’s my list of 10 things that make me happy (in no particular order, except for #1):
My relationship with God is a stronger one now that I have immersed myself into my faith. I find inner peace, fulfillment, and love in that relationship. This is one Blessed Mama!
2) My Husband.
He is the rock I cling to, he makes me soar with giddiness. I love this man. My best friend. The best dad in the world!
3) My Kiddos.
All 6 of them. I love the older 4 more and more every day and count them as mine even though I wasn’t the one who gave birth to them. And the younger two who I did carry in my womb, they amaze me every second with how thoughtful and caring they’ve become.
I can’t start my day right without a nice mug of coffee in my hand. And it gets me through the busy evenings. Oh how I love you, arabica beans!
5) My furry kids.
Three dogs, two cats. I laugh at them, cuddle with them. Curse them when they make messes, then feel my heart melting when they “tell” me they are sorry. I do wish they’d keep their hair to themselves, however.
6) My friends.
I have a bff from 5th grade who I’m still bff’s with. I have three bff’s from high school whom I adore. I have a bff from before I had our youngest two. And I have new bff’s. A girl can never have too many good friends. I am loved by them, and I love them right back!
7) My mama.
She is the strongest woman I know. She is full of wisdom, wonder, understanding, and love for me. I lost her for quite a few years, and won her back. I am discovering more and more about her every day. When I hug her, I’m 10 again. She was my very first bff and will always be.
8) My family.
My sister is beautiful. I wasn’t raised with her, and it’s funny to see how similar we are when we are together. My cousins are amazing. They were my brothers and sisters when I was growing up, and that’s how I feel about them now. My aunties are wonderful. I may not agree with some things, but these 2 women who helped to raise me at times are a huge part of my foundation. My husband’s family fill the void that an only child feels even now when she’s grown up. Numerous aunties, uncles, cousins. I have grown to love them all. The women are stong, then men are caring, and oh how I love this family I married into!
This city is grey in the winter, green in the summer, and oh so wonderous! There is no place I’d rather live than here in Portland.
I’m an avid reader. I can digest a 200 page book in a few hours. Books transport me to a different time, place, experiences.