By Cynthia Bigrigg
I realized today that some of you may not know anything about me, other than what I have previously posted on here. I am going to correct that. Right now. Sort of. I am on a journey of happiness and healing, of self-discovery and self-creation. Here is an incomplete, not-all-encompassing, brief list of some of the things in life that bring me pure joy:
Pretty dresses ~ lit candles in the dark ~ shaking the minister’s hand at the Christmas Eve carol service ~ magnificent thunderstorms watched from the front porch ~ driving fast to country music ~ wheat fields ~ sunsets ~ sunrises ~ a big mug of steaming hot tea ~ realizing that this is the first place I have ever lived where I don’t have to share a bathroom! ~ playful puppies ~ curious kittens ~ incense ~ flowers ~ forests ~ slipping on icy sidewalks but not quite falling ~ chewy brownies ~ Christmas lights shining through a layer of fresh snow ~ girls’ nights out, especially with my mom and sisters ~ friendly strangers ~ dancing ~ red wine ~ mail ~ road trips ~ trains passing through the mountains ~ my bed ~ quiet nights alone ~ sunshine ~ pajamas ~ colourful scarves ~ being silly ~ new haircuts ~ random phone calls ~ log houses ~ baths ~ yellow the shade of butter ~ lattes ~ old things ~ lost and found things ~ good books ~ “The Little Shop Around The Corner” on a cold winter’s day ~ old friends ~ new friends ~ hats ~ beautiful places ~ beautiful spaces ~ warmth when I am cold ~ when things go better than expected ~ music ~ the smell of wood stoves ~ roast beef dinners ~ a good scare ~ hugs ~ embracing womanhood ~ re-embracing childhood ~ mountains ~ oil lanterns ~ a good massage ~ a good discussion ~ people who tell great stories ~ learning, creating, discovering more and more each day. <3
