I was inspired by Elan Morgan, to write this post about the things that I love. It seemed like an excellent way to end 2012. And so it is with gratitude for a wonderful year that has been, and anticipation for 2013, that I attempt to spread a bit of happiness and love….
I love the feel of sunshine on my skin. A cold beer on a hot day. Open water. It soothes and feeds my soul. Freedom. The first snow. My birthday. The smell of new babies. A long run in cold weather. New running shoes. Just about anything Nike. The dictionary. Deepening knowledge. Travel – anywhere, any time. Laughing out loud. Meeting new people. Taking classes, asking questions. Sarcasm. My mother’s non-apologetic way of approaching anything. The smell of lavender, vanilla and rain. Giggling with my babies. Adrenaline. Creating. Innovating. Writing. Tossing around big ideas. Time with old friends. A challenge. Going home. Pencils – the old school wooden kind, not the new complicated mechanical ones. Moving my body – running, biking, swimming, yoga – anything. Road trips. Baseball. Trash talking. Rowing on Lake Union in December with the Christmas lights in fully glory. Sailing on open water with dolphins in sight. Teaching. Fireworks. A nice crisp glass of wine. Cheese. Anticipation. Inspiration. Goofing off with my husband. Instigating trouble of any kind. Fleece pants on a cold day. Hot chocolate in the winter. A warm beach and a good book. The amazing world beneath the water’s surface. Inspiring others to be their best. Montana State University, Bozeman – a world some times covered in snow, surrounded by mountains and full of beauty, love, laughter, lasting friendship and truth. The sound of rain on the roof at night (but only at night – never during the day when I could be outside). The big a-ha! Rolling down the windows and cranking up the tunes. Water skiing on flat water. Inside jokes. The way that my Dad used to say things solely to get you riled up, ready to argue – and then you’d see the twinkle in his eye and laugh instead. I miss that. A lot. Airplanes and airports, even if I’m not the one going. Possibility. The library. Time alone. Cozy, warm wool socks. Being outside, on the deck in the summer. Next to a fire in the winter. Gazing up at the stars. A crisp new notebook, preferably red. Whole foods, if nothing else to wander around and gaze at the beautiful food. Finding that perfect gift for someone and watching their face as they open it. My kids, riding in the back seat, naming everything they see. People that make you want to be better.