When I’m cranky or my temper bubbles, Neal often closes his eyes, rocks side to side, and says in a sweet voice, "go to your happy place. Go to your happy place." Inevitably, I giggle, but it does help me to picture my happy place when I’m down. Since I was such a cranky ass last night, I thought I’d share my happy place with you today.
In New Mexico, when I felt bummed about the lack of green and water, I’d think of the beaver pond. It’s about a half mile walk in the woods. Beavers dammed up the brook a few years ago, and the area flooded over. Some reverse engineering from the neighbors enabled the brook to flow again, but Neal and I still call it the beaver pond.
When the weather warms up, Maddie likes little better (she’ll always like food better) than to go for a swim, but Tilly never goes in the water.
Earlier in March, Margene-the-birthday-girl asked for readers to tell a story about their special place. I didn’t participate because I had a hard time deciding which of my special places to share. Having gone to my happy place with me, will you tell me about yours?
My happy place involves air travel. It is sitting in a cafe in the piazza della rotunda in Rome just people watching, drinking hot chocolate or wine (depending on the time of day), feeling the sunshine on my face, and looking at the beautiful Pantheon.
Thank you for the good wishes. Can you image what life would be like if we couldn’t find or get to a happy place once in awhile? I hate to think what it would be like.
My happy place is First Beach in Newport, RI on a windy Sunday afternoon…
My happy place is Sonoma, CA. I love the town, love the wine tasting, and it’s a favorite place to relax for my DH and I.
A friend of mine has a cabin in southern Colorado and she shares her land with some of the most industrious beavers I have ever seen. Their dams are really amazing. However, I am always shocked by how many trees a few beavers can destroy.
I love your “happy place”! New Mexico is one of my favorite places to go for vacation. I think my happy place would have to be either hiking on my grandparents’ farm (sadly, sold after they passed away) or the mountains of Colorado in the summertime.
I got my Project Spectrum ATC! Very cool. Thanks for sharing your talent with me!
I’ve got two happy places — one for extreme need and one that is here and I can actually go to. The Extreme Need Happy Place is the Big Sur coast in California — especially Nepenthe, 800 feet above the Pacific, eating a lovely wedge of quiche and looking south along that incredible coast. The Reachable Happy Place here is the big Jackalope in Bernalillo — a bunch of buildings filled with goods from all over the world, some cheap crap and some gorgeous things — on a bad day I just wander for an hour or so while being amazed at the spectrum of Stuff they have. I don’t even have to buy something, although I often do!
That’s a wonderful question!! My happy place is our rickety dock at our cabin in the Adirondacks, mid-summer, sitting at the edge, feet in the water, looking across the lake at the mountains. I think about this when I get stressed out.
Oh I lOVE you happy place. I amthrilled that grad school is finishing up. won’t it be wonderful to have the FO!