I am paper happy. Like paper pregnant, but with emotions instead.
If you look at my life on paper, I should be happy. I won’t enumerate, but regular readers know I have plenty of reasons for contentment and even joy.
Yet I’m not feeling it. Today is the day of the week I make a point of noting a Perfect Moment. And this week I have not been receptive to having one.
I had a paper Perfect Moment yesterday morning that involved sleeping in, french-pressed coffee and newspaper delivered to my bedside, four-in-a-bed with tickles and giggles, and then a yoga class. Sounds perfect, no?
Still, I was not receptive to it. I was not happy. I feel propped up. If I really felt my feelings, I am afraid I would not get out of bed. And I don’t have that luxury.
I last felt this way about 10 months ago. Just awash in unexplained, non-localized melancholy.
This too shall pass, right?
I am just starting the Perfect Moment Monday movement, so I can’t quite take a break now. I truly hope that some of you can report your own Perfect Moment to buoy those of us who momentarily can’t.
Leave a comment this week with a link to your Perfect Moment, or the Moment itself. I’ll move up to the body of this post as the week goes by.
Once you make a Perfect Moment post, you are qualified to place this button on your blog.
Now. Tell about a time this week when you were aware of the perfection of your life, warts and all.
1. Wordgirl: This week after W’s hockey game — and strangely, after a lot of X drama — her husband out of town, juggling the baby and W — a meltdown over ill-fitting hockey gear — after it had all settled down and we were helping her load her car, her gorgeous baby — I was holding the fleece blanket with little hockey pucks and sticks all over it — and W leaned against me and hugged me, and my arm reached to pull him close. I was talking to X and she was talking to me and G was putting his two cents in — and W did it again, leaned against me and hugged me. Just knowing I was there.
That was a perfect moment — lots of warts I suppose with our blended family and all — but it was perfect.
2. Antigone: driving into D.C. yesterday and seeing the Capital building as I topped a hill.
3. Beth turns 30 and finds perfection in a cheesy gesture by her husband.
4. Lollipop Goldstein and her children revisit an emotional time and cap the day with ice cream treats.
5. Martha‘s transcendent moment occurred when one of her patients was encouraged to Make a Wish and is now getting full tuition to a university with access to snowboarding.
6. JMD: My Little Man, who’s 2, fell down the stairs on Thursday. He broke his left collar bone. My perfect moment (after the tears) was on Saturday. Little Man and I were sitting on my and daddy’s bed watching movies with him cuddled up against me.
That was my moment. Knowing it was all going to be OK and even though he hurts I can still make him feel better.
7. Karen, with motherhood just days away, notices a kind gesture from her husband.
8. Kami: Camping with friends. Sitting around the campfire Sunday morning, listening to the crackle of the fire and watching the coals. A friend took LB so I could go pack up my tent. After sitting in the shade the sun hit my face. I was momentarily baby-free and could feel the lightness of not carrying around an extra 13 pounds, but knowing she was just a few yards away kept my heart light and happy.
More than a moment, I suppose, or just several stacked on top of each other.
11. Ms Planner got to go to yoga after a very loooooong (and productive) hiatus. Down Dog!
12. Live music, just enough beer for a buzz, and not having to get a babysitter? See Luna’s high note.
13. Millie can say on her birthday, “Life is good. Really good. I’m really really happy.” Not because her life is perfect, but because it’s HERS. How great is that?
14. Shelby has a Perfect Moment at school, just by listening wisely and unconditionally.
16. Little Angel Kisses gets thanked by a birthday boy.
17. Melissa combines her Kiwi and an un-Colorado-like landscape to make her version of a Win.dows Desk.top background.