What brings you joy?

All the usual stuff, nature, family, friends etc. and also the daily rediscovery of what a wonderful place we live and how kind and thoughtful the people are.

movedalot

Pottering around the garden dead heading...its somehow both productive and soothing......Freud would, no doubt, have a field day!

When a grandchild unexpectedly drops in just to say hi.. now they are mostly grown up its even more special.

Hilda , me too , and as you can imagine I sure have plenty of dead-heading at the moment . Seeing how the the different plants have done in my absence . BLISS !

I passed a cafe this afternoon and, at a table in the window, there were two very little kids - one in a high chair - happily stuffing cake into their mouths. From the pleased--with-themselves looks on their faces, they were obviously thoroughly enjoying their cafe experience. It only took a few seconds to pass by but it made me smile, and I felt happy.

Electrician came when he said he would with all the tools needed and put in new spotlights and repaired the light pull in the bathroom. All in twenty minutes. Bliss to have things working .
Also it's lovely when the garden bins are emptied and I can start filling them again.

j08.....that's just the sort of thing that really lifts me too!

Yes. And those moments come right out of blue, don't they.

sunshine, my youngest granddaughter taking her first wobbly steps alone,and a pleasant smile x

Not a lot these days.

That is very Eloethan. I spent many years taking no joy in anything thanks to chronic depression. Unexpected visitors were a nuisance and threw me into a panic, our loving cat was just a pest whose needs had to be attended to along with all the other chores, picking fruit and then having to turn it into jam was another unavoidable chore, like writing Christmas cards and searching for Birthday presents. Now, with the depression chemically banished all these things, and more are a source of pleasure and indeed JOY.

I am so glad that modern medicine lifted me out of the black pit in time for the arrival of my very DGC. I do not even want to imagine what it would have been like to have experienced looking after them so often as a burden which had to be endured, rather than the joyful times, full of laughter and love that we have together. Maybe I am looking through rose tinted glasses as I acknowledge that, on occasion any of the DGC can be awkward and exasperating but perhaps you have to lose the ability to enjoy for a while to fully appreciate it when it returns.

I'm with you Movedalot little things throughout the day, and at the moment the young birds rushing around the bushes. Unfotunately though I broke my wrist yesterday and spent several hours at A and E even there, there was something to smile about - a young boy - possibly 18 months old could not resist taking off into forbidden ground and laughing with joy when he was gathered up by his mum.

@Printmiss Very impressed that you can type and have the stamina after yesterday. I hope things progress well for you.

So sorry to hear about your wrist, Printmiss. To be able to see through the pain to a joyful encounter is a rare gift. Is it your bowling wrist you've broken?

All the usual things plus my brand new wrought iron handrail up the steps in my garden.Such nice men, a work of art and I can now get to my summerhouse with out falling gracefully into the bergenia! I have to keep going to have a look at the rail.

Thanks for the sympathy - It is my left arm so not my bowling arm annodomini however I think bowling might be put on hold for a while! My b** is also very sore so bending is not something to do at the moment - I have an excellent excuse fro doing very little but I had intended to get cracking in the garden so I am a little peeved.

Sorry to hear that Print but you sound as if you are coping very well.

Yes, J08 that would have made me smile too, all the little unexpected things which crop up. At the moment it is my niece who is bringing me joy with her 'come when you like and one of us will meet you, just come, we will fit around you' attitude.

Despite the fact that I wake up most mornings in pain which finally settles down about mid-morning, I still enjoy life. Like HildaW I find great joy in my little garden and love it when friends and neighbours comment on it. I find joy in the fact that although he is away on holiday in Italy with my two darling GD's and DDIL my son has phoned me three times to chat. I find joy that my daughter and I either text or phone daily that we plan outings together or she comes over for one of 'mum's meals' I find joy in reading, reading, reading. Hearing the swifts tearing around the sky shrieking with joy. My little cat who sleeps on my bed each night. Going to my part-time job of internet shopping and mixing with some lovely much younger people, who seem to like me too. Meeting up with good friends for walks, shopping, the pictures or just sitting in my garden over endless cups of tea. Life is joy and I hope to be around to enjoy it for a good many years. Eloethan I hope that you can find joy in small things at the moment if something is happening that is causing you feel this way.

Grooming the RDA ponies ready for their sessions and the smiles on the riders' faces they cause.

Watching my youngest DGC slither into this world and then seeing she was a GIRL, which my daughter wanted. (I knew she was a girl all along but nobody would believe me). Green grass and a blue sea outside my windows (blue sea doesn't happen very often so really special). Meeting up with old friends, cuddling up with DGC in bed in the mornings, a vase of daffodils. Sometimes just waking up in the morning after sleeping well. So much to be thankful for and to feel blessed.

The song of a blackbird. Sheer bliss.

Any combination of our grandchildren shouting 'Where are you Nanny and Grandad ?' through the letter box.
My rescue cat licking my arm to wake me up in the morning.
DH going to the hardware shop and buying me a bar of choc on the way home this afternoon.
Looking at the blue sky and clouds through the glass roof of our conservatory this evening.
The world is a beautiful place.

Family gatherings for Sunday dinner, coffee and a good natter with old friends, my granddaughter telling me a "secret".