It doesn't take much to make me
sublimely happy.
Last night I had one of the most
beautiful moments in my entire life. And the moment did not occur in
a fancy restaurant. It did not occur in an exotic location. I wasn't
wearing designer clothes. I was in my pyjamas and I was sitting on
the couch in my home in a regional city in Tasmania. I wasn't hanging
out with celebrities or luminaries.
I was with my Tiger and her Daddy Bear.
And we weren't drinking Moet and
partying with the rich and famous.
We were reading Dr Seuss.
Tiger and Daddy Bear and I curled up on
the couch together and Daddy Bear and I read about Sneetches and
beaches and a naughty monkey and how some had “stars upon thars”
and how some didn't and Tiger giggled and cooed and loved every
minute of her little family and the couch and stories and love.
She felt how much we adored her and she
was utterly, serenely blissful in the comfortable cocoon of our
love.
It was simple. It was beautiful. And if
I could spend every night doing just exactly what I did last night –
Tiger, Bear, couch, Dr Seuss – I would be ridiculously happy.
I am such a lucky girl. It was just
sublimely lovely.
~ Love, Miss Cackle x
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