In no particular order:

• Hearing a baby laugh.
• A letter or card from an old friend.
• Hearing a child conversing politely with an adult.
• Clean floors.
• Clean clothes. I actually enjoy hanging and putting away clean clothes.
• A clean car. When my car is shiny clean, I feel rich.
• My children and grandchildren dropping by for a visit.
• A vase of flowers. Especially if they smell nice.
• Beautiful music. Any kind-jazz, pop, classical, bluegrass . . . On the radio, on CD, but especially live. Even at church.
• Being out in nature.
• Going to the beach.
• Handmade quilts.
• Kids. I miss teaching. (To clarify, I miss the kids, not the relentless paperwork and politics of teaching. Being with kids and seeing their faces light up when they suddenly understand something is so satisfying and joyful. Plus, they are funny, entertaining, and endlessly interesting.)
• Seeing things that people have made. Whether it’s artwork, furniture, clothing, inventions-people’s creativity awes me.
• Savoring food. Really tasting it. Assuming it’s not junk food. (Although, I admit I find a lot of junk food tasty as well.) The food doesn’t even have to be fancy. Fresh produce is great! My happiest food is probably vanilla ice cream with crushed raspberries.
• Water when I’m thirsty.
• Beautiful buildings. I’m a sucker for pretty churches and art deco office towers.
• Memories. Although some memories make me sad. Especially when I’m missing people who have passed on.
• A good book.
• A poem with perfect rhyme and rhythm.
• Finding something that was lost.
• Fixing something that was broken.
• A good movie.
• Getting together with friends.
• Looking at people’s vacation photos. Is that weird? I wish I could travel.
• Getting to hug and kiss my grandbabies.
• Finishing a puzzle.
• Antiques.
• Heirlooms.
• My family.