“Joy is the feeling of grinning inside.”

Rain maybe later tonight, but for now it has stopped. Last night the rain had an icy feel about it, and being outside felt miserable. Today is brighter with white clouds, and I’ll take it and be glad.

Gracie and I will hit the dump later today, one of her all time favorite trips. The trunk is already filled, and I just have to find the ambition.

When I was a kid, the simplest things gave me joy. I loved walking through the piles of leaves beside the sidewalk. I’d kick the piles using one foot then the other and the leaves would fly through the air to the left and the right of me. Behind me, I’d leave a trail of leaves on the sidewalk and the street.

Riding my bike down a gigantic hill always made me feel as if I would take flight. My hair would fly in the wind propelled by the speed, and my grin would get broader and broader as I went faster and faster.

Lying on my back in the coolness of the grass on a summer’s night was the best way to watch the evening’s light show courtesy of the stars and the brightness of the night sky. I could see the Milky Way filled with its blanket of stars, and if I were really lucky, I’d see a falling star and make a wish.

The days and nights were filled with the sounds of insects. At night I’d fall asleep to the chirping of the katydid though I didn’t know its name back then, and I never asked. I just loved the music. During the day it was the grasshoppers in the deep meadow grass below my house. They’d jump as I walked through the grass, and sometimes I’d catch them in my bare hands then just let them go.

Fireflies are still magical to me. I used to imagine they were fairies that looked a bit like Tinker Bell. Even now when I see one, I follow it with my eyes until it flies away out of my sight. We used to catch them and put them in a jar and just watch the lights glow for a while then we’d set them free.

I have time again to see my world more slowly and I find myself awed by the simple things, the same way as when I was a kid. The night sky gives me pause, and I stand and look at the stars and still hope to see a falling star so I can make a wish. I sit outside during the meteor showers and find myself oohing out loud at their beauty. I love to watch the snow fall at night lit by my backdoor light. The birds in the morning are my favorite singers. They give joy to the start of my day. I love to sit outside at night and listen to the insects, the frogs at the small pond and singing of the night birds. My life is filled with joy.


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8 Comments on ““Joy is the feeling of grinning inside.””

  1. splendid Says:

    I love how you really live your life, and you remind us all to take time to enjoy our’s as well. Thank you kat

    • Kat Says:

      I was always a stop and smell the roses type, but when I was working, it was for only a quick sniff. Now I have all the time I need.

  2. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    It is sad how many of us don’t do things like kicking leaves because we are adults and adults don’t do silly things like that. Well, not in public anyway.

    One of the nicest memories I will have of my mother happened some years ago when there was supposed to be a really good display of Perseids or some such winter meteors. My 80+ year old mother had never shown any interest in astronomy but she told me to wake her up so she could see them. Well, the peak was like 2 AM and it was brutally cold outside. I wasn’t about to wake her up but then I saw a few meteors from my window so I went and got her. There we were, out in the back yard in our pj’s, freezing our fandangos and watching meteors. I was still grumpy but then my mother turned to me all joyous and said, “My whole life I have only ever seen one shooting star at a time and now there are so many”. All my grumpy went away and I was happy that she hadn’t missed it. Joy is found in the strangest places.

    Cold and grey here. I’m not too joyous about that. 🙂
    Enjoy the day.

    • Kat Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      I too have frozen to death watching the meteors and I wish I had the memory of my mother being with me.That’s so wonderful.

      You’re right about joy being found in the strangest places and sometimes it’s found in the smallest things as well.

  3. olof1 Says:

    Very nice weather again here today. But the wind was a bit to strong, otherwise I would have sat on my kitchen stairs drinking coffee.

    You should see the night sky here now, it’s totally clear and I can see so many stars and constellations. I would most probably have seen even more if the moon hadn’t been so bright. I can see Mars shining up there as well, quite orange in its color.

    I do love to fall asleep to the sound of the katydid. I’ve noticed that they sometimes sit in the top of my apple trees outside my bedroom window, I can hear them but rarely see them.

    Have a great day!

    • Kat Says:

      The weather never did get clear here-cloudy and chilly all day. I never did go to the dump and took a nap instead.

      Your night sky sounds like the one on Africa when I was there in 1969. It was so bright you could read by it, and I saw shooting stars every night.

      I love the night and morning sounds when all the birds and inscets are stirring.

  4. Zoey & Me Says:

    Me thinks you should have been a biologist. I too find the creepy sounds at night rather exciting even today. We have tree frogs that serenade us and owls that hoot. But it’s the strong winds off the ocean that make the palm trees sing. That’s really like the clashing of symbols. You won’t hear these sounds on beach. It’s another reason we love living in the woods.

    • Kat Says:

      I wouldn’t want to spend a lot of time studying them, just listening. I never think of the night as having creepy sounds unless it is the sound of a pine tree swaying. They are wek trees, and their trunks move in the wind.

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