What are the moments which give you joy? How do they change what life feels like to you?

Sitting in the back garden on a sunny day, hearing the birds sing and the breeze in the trees.
Or walking on Dartmoor which is so beautiful in it's bleakness and feeling a sense of time, history, the people who first lived on these moors and left traces of their lives behind.

For me it is everything I love the birds sitting waiting for the door to open. The squirrels taking nuts from my hand nature waking up from winter.
My family I just want them to be happy and healthy they mean everything to me. Our grand children all very young but full of personality. Our friends who always keep in touch these simple pleasures. They cover up the nasty realities of life that can be so upsetting.

Thank you! Its lovely to read what gives other people these moments of joy!

Just being in the company of my sons or GC does it for me every time. Total joy. Also Mother Nature contributes considerably when I'm out on my regular riverside walk.

Hearing children laughing especially my gc ,looking at blue /pink skies ,listening to waves lapping on the shore.

Thank you Applegran for this ❤. You are right -blue skies, birdsong, lift the spirit.

Not quite joy but.... we had a leak in the kitchen and the floor had to come up. There is a dehumidifier in there full time at the moment, it sounds like the extractor fan going at full blast and then some. I have just turned it off for some peace while I cook, bliss!

My DD sent me a photo of my 2 year old grandson with a little lamb. Pure joy. Chats with friends, seeing my family and hearing their news, sunshine the sound of rain on my window when I'm tucked up in bed, favourite song on the radio. So many things to make me smile.

Waking up, warm and comfortable, after a reasonable night's sleep in my own bed. The smile on dgs1's face when he sees me. When he takes my hand and says, "grandma, let's play." When I have family for a meal and they are enjoying food and laughing and talking. Blue skies and warm sunshine. Clean bedding, freshly ironed and line blown. The sudden appearance of plants I had given up for dead.