oh happy day!
Sep. 26th, 2008 09:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
smittenbyuMaybe it’s the “dating” phase of the relationship. But it’s the little things that have always made me happy; actually ecstatic. I get a happy tingle that lasts for several hours and no matter what news hits that joy in my heart still flutters. Mom has always pointed that out about me.
The story she would share with me dated back to when I was three years old. I have heard this story many times. And it’s one I like to hear again and again and again. I was very sick with stomach flu or something for several days. I was continuously throwing up and was completely down and out. Upon my third or fourth throw-up in the day, my mom had just finished washing me up and finding something to change me into. She described the look I had on my face. I looked, it seems, completely drained out of energy, with no motivation to go on. She found a little dress and put it on me.
That mood changed instantly. Suddenly she saw the biggest smile on my face and that flicker of joy in my eyes. Mom couldn’t comprehend that change and it made her smile as well. What made my mood change so dramatically? My dress had pockets. It seems I had a thing for pockets. I liked them a lot and at that moment pockets made my life worth living for and I was happy. Who cares if I hadn’t had food for three days and really was down and out. My dress had pockets! Mom didn’t know whether to laugh with me or cry! (I still have a thing for pockets! :))
So what made me happy this morning? N had to go in my direction today for a seminar and I had to come to office earlier than usual for a program. So, we rode the train together. I was glowing. Yes, I was looking like the happiest woman on earth. Just his company on the morning commute made me feel so giddy and good. So, I of course suggested he do this every time I need to go into office! For some odd reason he thought it wasn’t a practical one.
The story she would share with me dated back to when I was three years old. I have heard this story many times. And it’s one I like to hear again and again and again. I was very sick with stomach flu or something for several days. I was continuously throwing up and was completely down and out. Upon my third or fourth throw-up in the day, my mom had just finished washing me up and finding something to change me into. She described the look I had on my face. I looked, it seems, completely drained out of energy, with no motivation to go on. She found a little dress and put it on me.
That mood changed instantly. Suddenly she saw the biggest smile on my face and that flicker of joy in my eyes. Mom couldn’t comprehend that change and it made her smile as well. What made my mood change so dramatically? My dress had pockets. It seems I had a thing for pockets. I liked them a lot and at that moment pockets made my life worth living for and I was happy. Who cares if I hadn’t had food for three days and really was down and out. My dress had pockets! Mom didn’t know whether to laugh with me or cry! (I still have a thing for pockets! :))
So what made me happy this morning? N had to go in my direction today for a seminar and I had to come to office earlier than usual for a program. So, we rode the train together. I was glowing. Yes, I was looking like the happiest woman on earth. Just his company on the morning commute made me feel so giddy and good. So, I of course suggested he do this every time I need to go into office! For some odd reason he thought it wasn’t a practical one.
