“You just think lovely wonderful thoughts,” Peter explained, “and they lift you up in the air.” (from Peter Pan by J.M. Barrie)
Dew on a daisy. The sound when I bite into a really good apple. Wading in the surf at dusk. The smell of a new book. The enveloping warmth of a bubble bath on sore muscles. The first flutter of new love. A bride sweeping down the aisle. The first fetal heartbeat. The first tiny kick from within. The messy glory of birth. The soft weight of a baby on my shoulder. A two-tooth grin I know is just for me.
That’s my list. Please share yours.