Reflection on 90 Joys
Do you remember why I started tracking 90 joys in 90 days? It was because my husband told me that I shouldn’t always be focused on the next vacation to make me happy, that I should live each day joyfully. He started his full time job just a few weeks ago and now all he talks about is needing a vacation. Aw, humble pie. It’s nice to be able to serve up a big dish of it sometimes instead of always being the one to eat it.
We’re both right, though. Life is here to be enjoyed. People and places and food and experiences are all here to be celebrated. Surely that is the point of life.
Today I made a delicious spiced acorn squash with kale chips from all of the disparate ingredients in my fridge. I took a shower until the water ran cold. I read three magazines and snuggled with my husband in bed while we drank our morning coffee, rain coming down outside, the house nice and toasty inside. I talked to the Fisherman’s Wife and she reminded me how proud she is of me and how our friendship will never change, even if I hit it big, even if I lose it all, we’re buddies for life. I needed to hear it.
This afternoon I’m going to stock the fridge with nourishing foods for the week. I’m going to a restorative yoga class. I’m going to order more of my favorite candles. Because if I’ve learned anything from 90 Joys in 90 Days it’s that joy, like a marriage, must be given the proper time and energy to thrive. It takes attention and care but it’s worth it, down to the very last drop.
Photo courtesy of ArtsyWannaBe.
