When I do something for someone that really helps them and makes a difference for them.
Do You remember, as a child when you just couldn't contain yourself because you felt so happy...
What causes you to fill up with happy bubbles now....................
When I do something for someone that really helps them and makes a difference for them.
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Oh lots and lots of things - too many to mention! But the bubbles soon burst cos now I'm a grown up.
All sorts of things give me highs. Being at work which I enjoy, the interaction with workmates having a laugh at me or because of me.
Being with my siblings at family gatherings, chatting about the old days or our kids etc.
Mostly being with my son, allowing me to be a child again and play games or go swimming or wandering in the countryside, teaching him to enjoy the world around him and appreciate nature and people.
Am I being wistful? I know sometimes I look at the world through rose-tinted specs but they are my highs and no-one can take them away.
The anticipation of a treat, the serendipity of finding a new book by a favourite author on the library shelf, listening to music, spending time with my family and close friends, and even just thinking about my little granddaughter....... that gives me such a huge bubble of happiness that sometimes I feel I could burst!
I just noticed I now have six green rep symbols. The saying that appears just about sums me up.
A bottle of vodka does it for me..........
I still get a high from finding a bottle top after spending 10 minutes digging it out.
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
Courage to change the things I can,
And wisdom to know the difference.
my children, every morning when i look at them, thats my day sorted..
These people are here to help:-
http://www.samaritans.org/talk_to_so...caithness.aspx
The thought of getting married next week to my lovely bloke
I love seeing neds getting lifted!
Finding THE perfect shoes and them fitting Or watching my kids playing together without clawing the eyes out of each other x
The nice thing about living in a small place is that if you dont know what you are doing....there's always somebody who does,or thinks they do! x
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