i am happy.

today i was thinking about my life. and this beautiful place i'm in.

and just, how happy i am.

it's the truth. i could make complaints, but when it all boils down to what's important, when you take away the clothes i don't have and the room in my house that has been unpainted for weeks and weeks that i've been meaning to get to and my car that has too much dog hair in the back seat and doggie nose prints on all the windows and dried leaves on the floor and coffee spills in the cup holders and the floors that should be swept and the grass that should be mowed and the piles of laundry i haven't gotten to.........................................................

i just stopped. i stopped worrying about getting everything done that needed to be done today. i stopped worrying and fretting and fussing and becoming anxious over little things. i didn't rush home to start another load of laundry. i didn't rush home to do the dishes. to clean. to tidy up. to tackle my never ending to do list. i came home and wrote a letter to a friend. i went to dinner with my husband. we wandered around target. we sang music. we enjoyed fresh coffee and pretty music. we enjoyed each other.

and i thought, yes, this. i am happy.