Sometimes after a challenging day at work I need to remember that there really is a lot to like in this world, a lot to love even. This was one of those days and so turning the corner into this blissful three day weekend, I’m focusing on the parts of my life I love. It is not a comprehensive list by any stretch of the imagination. In fact, I’m going to come back and add more over the weekend. I hope you’ll let me know about all the things you love in the comments section.
I love the smell of Terry just out of the shower, wrapped in steam with stray drips of water still behind his ears.
I love when we’re laying in bed and Terry reaches over and touches my leg, acknowledging I’m there with him.
I love the steady beat of my heart.
I love reading blogs in the morning before work to see how friends in other parts of the world are starting the day.
I love tucking under a blanket with a good book as the rain streams down my windows.
I love riding my bike the long way up to Shasta Dam just because I can.
I love the pink casing on my bike that matches my jersey and my water bottles.
I love going to church and closing my eyes to worship.
I love praying with Terry as we part ways in the morning.
I love when my nephew begs for more tickles and kisses me with crackers in his mouth.
I love when one of my students says “I love writing.”
I love eating summer blackberries from my backyard.
I love writing.
I love writing so much I’m putting it on the list twice.
I love talking to other teachers about how to foster young writers.
I love visiting new places, but I love coming home even more.
I love Abby and her candy drawer.
I love Nick because he believes I’m a better person than I really am.
I love my Gramma because she understands the worst parts of my life and doesn’t judge me for them.
I love green vegetables.
I love when my principal has my back.
I love my grade level team for making me a better teacher.
I love my home.
I love burritos.
I love parasailing over the turquoise Caribbean ocean.
I love the Olympics.