I was so happy, it was so easy today, and I thought how strange it was that I could feel so good about balancing a cheque book.
Then the thoughts flowed, and I thought about how people sometimes are looking for the end of the rainbow, the big prize, the fullfillment of dreams, the pot of gold.
Now, me, I just need to be satisfied with enjoying the rainbow itself, with its beautiful colours, blending overhead. To be satisfied with the moment, even in the rain, rejoicing in the fact that I just balanced my bank account without any stress.
Strange isn't it, what little things can give a person joy.
So many things are bothersome in my fibro, depression filled life, that sometimes it is an effort to find a reason to rejoice, and then I have moments like I just had, thoughts that pull me up short, and help me to realize that there are lots of joy-filled moments. I just have to recognize them.