I'm sitting by my window, a cool breeze is blowing in through the window. The air, for once, smells clean - a result of the slight rain, which is always cleansing. I feel like this kind of setting demands to be one of those lazy, relaxing evenings.
You know the kind I mean. You sit around in whatever you find to be most comfortable clothing. For me, this means a very soft cotton tee-shirt coupled with a favorite pair of cropped pants that are just as soft - soft material against clean skin has to be one of the best simple pleasures. You surround yourself with whatever you truly enjoy. So I have, as I type this, one of my favorite songs is playing and my favorite candle is lit.
It all goes back to enjoying the simple things in life.
I was talking the other night, about these kind of moments. I realized that, at some point, these special, simple moments became fewer and farther between for me than they ever were before. Somehow my life, for the most part, became run of the mill. Routine. Ordinary.
Moments that leave a mark on the memory, and in the heart, are so special, and are usually the simplest of things, and also are the most beautiful. I want more magical moments. I don't want to live day-in, day out in redundancy and boredom.
I can't say I've been completely without these moments in the recent past. There are definitely a handful of experiences I wouldn't trade for anything - moments where the world could have fallen down around me and I don't think I'd have noticed. Time stood still, even if just for a fleeting moment, and everything was completely perfect in every way possible.
There was a summer evening walk that ended with viewing a field filled with twinkling fireflies. It's a moment I've revisited in my mind more times than I can recall, and each time it is just as vivid and calming as the last.
There was the walk through the pouring rain at the amusement park, and seeing the rainbow that appeared as a result. Being hit by a late summer thunderstorm and welcoming the fact that every inch of your person is becoming completely soaked, just walking along peacefully allowing yourself to be rained upon instead of rushing for shelter is so amazingly...amazing - especially when in the company of someone you truly and completely enjoy.
Those are the two most recent memories I have that will remain implanted in me for a long time to come – hopefully forever.
I want more though. I am not usually a greedy person, but...I want more of those moments.
I want to stroll on a beach on a cool night hand-in-hand with a special person...
I want more rain walks and rainbows. I want to stare up into a clear night sky and stargaze...
I want lazy, homebound, cold, snowy days in bed or curled up on the couch with hot chocolate and marshmallows...
I want a picnic on a warm spring afternoon where I get to relax and watch fluffy white clouds float through the sky and smell fresh grass and flowers...
I face the fact everyday that I am a dreamer, a hopeless romantic, and someone who desperately wishes everything in life could be ideal. I know very well that this cannot be the case, at least not most of the time.
For that very reason we have to remember to take the time to completely and truly embrace those moments where everything around us is ideal.
We should never allow ourselves to take for granted these special times in our lives where the simplest things hold more meaning than anything else. If not for these moments, what is there, really?
