Happiness is so many things to so many people - from getting married, to having children, helping at a local charity, or traveling for the rest of your life. Before having
our children, my favorite activities were a mix of cycling, hiking, skiing, writing, and enjoying friendships all within the context of outdoorsy Portland, Oregon - with my husband always at my side. It was a time of self exploration and taking my body to physical limits that I thought I could never accomplish - yet I did - and found satisfaction in the process.
I no longer have regrets that we moved back home. It was a difficult transition and continued to be for many years as I lived in the shadow of my western memories while trying to adjust to a life in Vermont with two children. My husband continues to be a rock in my life as I strive for a new meaning of "happiness".
"Happiness is not a station you arrive at,
but a manner of traveling."
Margaret Lee Runbeck from
Time for Each Other
With the onset of the most spectacular winter in 40 years - with time for reflection (thinking time on my cross country skis works wonders!) - I've realized that snippets of happiness remain. There are new discoveries and comforting old loves. I'm learning to refocus my priorities and stitch them, much like the quilts that I construct, back into my life.
- Exercise: bicycling, skiing, walking, swimming (in that order)
- Planning bike tours with just my husband
- Creating things with my hands (sewing, knitting)
- Writing gives me pleasure
- Reading gives me education and ideas
- Enjoying our children - the hugs, the smiles, the growing (all difficult things are just phases)
- A job where I can learn and be appreciated
- Renewing friendships
- I love little furry creatures - think gerbils and rabbits