My best day

In yesterday’s Vision Board class, one of the exercises we were given was to write a description of our “best” days.  To reflect on those times when we’ve been the happiest, have felt the most alive, and the most content.

I am fortunate for my best days happen every week: on Sundays.

Sunday mornings find me enjoying several cups of strong coffee with cream, stepping over old dog as he lazes in the morning sunshine and listening to the songbirds chirping just outside my window.

Sunday mornings,  I linger in the morning light to read the paper, a book or write down my thoughts.  Sometimes I just stay still with my eyes closed and reflect on the peace the day always brings me.   Sometimes I make plans and “to-do” lists but mostly, mostly I let the day take me where it wants to.

Sundays always involve two of my most favorite things: cooking and music.  Sunday finds me in my farmhouse styled kitchen, piddling around, cooking, sampling, stirring and chatting.   My mp3 player is set to gentle genres including classical, jazz and gospel.   I dress in casual, comfortable clothes and wear my best walking shoes as it’s not uncommon for me to stand several hours as I create.

My Auntie Irene (standing) and my Mom; those are some great cooks you're looking at!

My guys wander in and out, chatting, singing along and asking for samples and then …  lingering for more.  I laugh, I dance, I sing and I stir.  When I cook, I pay tribute to my mom, my Aunt Irene and my Grandma F. – the three greatest cooks I know.  Those moments restore me because they connect me to them. They are here with me, in my kitchen, and I swear I hear their voices, feel their presence, and heed their suggestions. (That needs some salt, stir this a little more, butter the size of an egg..)

Later, when we gather with our kids or friends or both, and my table is filled with the people I love and loaded up with the foods I’ve created, I feel it, I recognize it and I know what it is: it’s the feeling of a full heart. And those, those are my very best days.

What constitutes a “best day” for you?

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24 thoughts on “My best day

  1. I love days like this! While I so enjoy opportunities to travel and experience new places, the days like you describe here are the most restorative, the most fulfilling. I think it’s because these days are a perfect blend of activity and relaxation. I’m sure that cooking and hanging out in the kitchen isn’t relaxing to everyone, but it is to me, and obviously you feel that way too. Good for you to know what your best days are filled with!

    • You are right on spot: they are the perfect blend of (creative) activity and relaxation for me. Yesterday was another good day 🙂 Cheers! MJ

  2. Sunday mornings in Autumn reading enjoyable posts like this one.

  3. While I too enjoy traveling, there is nothing like fresh air, beautiful fall colors, an old tattered sweater, hot cup of coffee or spiced cider, a good book – either reading or writing – and knowing that the day is all mine – no appointments, requirements, no place that I have to be. Just like today!

  4. “When I cook, I pay tribute to my mom, my Aunt Irene and my Grandma F….” That’s exactly it! Love this post.

  5. Your Sundays sound wonderful! It’s great that you feel the presence of your ancestors as you cook.

  6. I love days like that too. There’s something about Sundays where I like to sleep in, read, cook and just chill before the week starts. It’s such a great way to bring in the weekdays.

  7. My best day would be a day that I haven’t gotten my foot stuck in my mouth.
    This is such a lovely blog that I nominated you for a blog award…go see…
    Have a lovely day!

  8. Something about a Sunday morning feels so good…the paper, coffee, omelet with all the fixin’s…as Lionel Richie sings it ” that’s why I’m easy…Easy as a Sunday Morning”…love the post, now I can’t wait for my next Sunday ~

  9. Sundays are my favorite days, too, MJ. I’m trying hard to keep sabbath one day a week. Do nothing but exist. I find I get a little anxious working up to the sabbath day – trying to fit everything in so I can honor the sabbath. But, when my sabbath day arrives, it is filled with peace and enjoyment. (And no laundry!!)

  10. Sundays are special for me, as well. I make the rule that I don’t do anything unless I “feel like it”. I can lollygag and nap the day away, regardless of how busy my Monday will be. I think of Scarlett O’Hara, “I’ll worry about that tumarra!”

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