My Happy Place
Everyone has a “Happy Place”. Somewhere they can go to when the heart is stricken with sadness, loneliness, and fear. A place full of possibilities and promises… where acceptance is never a foreign word. A place of nurturing, of genuine care, love, respect, and great faith in you as an individual plying along the busy streets of life.
When I hear people say “I’m going to my happy place now” I always pictured them transported into a large meadow of the greenest grass… of birds flying along the horizon, flowers blown by the breeze as they dance to the rhythm of the wind, and dream lighting illuminating the scenery. Then cue an orchestra of sweet music of course.
So… “cartoony” right? Well, even I couldn’t visualize a more concrete place in my mind’s eye except for that very elementary and surreal picture. Sure, I consider my home a sanctuary while growing up. I’ve also made my workplace cubicles, rooms, and office spaces as personalized as I can to give me a sense of comfort during life’s rollercoaster ride. It gives a momentary respite, yes, but I still end up searching for that place when the little stresses build up into something more.
During one ride home, as I was slowly rehashing another eventful day of the social kind, I was drawn to checking old chat messages from my friends when an epiphany struck me. Like the sound of echoes reverberating in the deepest caverns of my brain saying “happy place… happy place” – my little crate of worms that I turn to when I need a good laugh, a place to vent, and just be myself. A small corner in this technologically advanced world that a couple of my friends (some who are very far away) and I made to be able to keep in touch. And since then, it has become my sanctum – my source of smiles and comfort when life brings me down.
To clear up the risk of sounding crazy, let me just say that it’s not just that little niche that makes it meaningful but what it symbolizes. The long-lasting friendships, the endless meaningful conversations, the teasing and bantering, and surprising paths to self-discovery… things that can never be measured. It is a reminder that no matter how I may feel and regardless where life may take me, there is always, ALWAYS that one place that I can go to for comfort and clarity and set me back on my course.
My happy place. A segue between reality and realization.
Thank you (you know who you are!) for being a part of my happy place!!!
Quick Question: What/Where’s your happy place?
Posted on August 21, 2013, in A Blog A Day/Week, A Wandering Mind, Family, Friendship, My Two Cents Worth, [Life] Lessons Remembered and tagged belonging, family, friends, friendship, happiness, happy place, postaday, postaday2013, postaweek, postaweek2013. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.