There is one thing that chronic illness, incapacity, pain and crappiness cannot take from me and that is love.
My love seeps into the lives of my husband, my family, my friends, my cat. It’s not quantifiable, it doesn’t take effort, it isn’t about doing. It’s just love.
In return I feel the love from them and it wraps around me. It soothes the worst days and lifts me high on the better days.
It never wants for anything. It swells with an openess in my heart and mind. It ever expands with a little trust. It multiplies a thousand fold when returned.
Chronic happiness fuelled by love of the simple pleasures – a sunny sky, a tree waving in the wind, a twitching cat dream, a touch of the hand from my husband, a smile, a warm cup of peppermint tea, a smiley on the screen, some LOL.