We should all have moments that make us happy. You know, those special times that remind us that God loves us. Moments that are intensely personal, ones no one else can really understand. Ones where, if you tried to explain, people would look at you like, “okay, that’s not so special.” Well, here are some of those moments for me.
1. Getting my hair done
I.love.my.hair. Let me say that again. I.love.my.hair. This may be vain, it may be crazy, but hey, it’s me. I will NEVER sing that India Arie song. I am my hair. When my hair looks crazy, my day feels off. When my hair looks good, my day is fabulous. It doesn’t matter what else is happening, what I’m wearing, who likes me. As long as my hair is good, I’m good. Thus, it should not be a surprise that some of my best days are when my hair is done. I will get my hair done and sit at home staring at the wall, just pleased. The best time to ask me for something or tell me something bad is when my hair has just been done. Perpetual good mood.
2. Discovering a great friend
Now, this is closely related to, but distinct from making a new friend. This is when you have a friend and something happens that shows just how great a friend they are. One of those moments for me was when I was in LJ’s wedding and my bridesmaid dress wouldn’t go on. Every bridesmaid’s nightmare. It just wouldn’t go up, but I still solemnly swear I hadn’t gained weight in the 2 months since I bought it. Well, instead of turning into a bridezilla and cursing my a$$ out like I would have freaking out, LJ looked at me, and in all her bridal glory, helped me turn the dress around, pulled it up, zipped it, and told me to fix my makeup. Classy. And a great friend.
3. Eating shrimp.and Bruschetta. Shrimp Bruschetta.
I love shrimp. Shrimp makes me happy. Take me somewhere with seafood, I’m ordering shrimp. I love bruschetta. Bruschetta is my favourite appetizer. I don’t know when I fell in love with these foods, but I love them. Therefore, shrimp bruschetta makes me doubly happy. Simple but profound. #notreally.
But not any compliment. Wait, let me clarify before I continue. Yes, I like compliments, they are great, thank you. But there are some that are extra special that no one else would really get. I love the compliments that come out of no where and aren’t about the things I know about myself. I love compliments from children precisely because they’re so random. Example? No problem. The other day one of the kids at church came up to me and said, “Aunty Chocolate, you skip so well. You just skip around the room and it makes me wanna skip too.” Then he walked off. Yes. HE. I was floored, and just smiled all day long. It was so random, it made happy. Because I don’t skip, but I suppose he just saw happiness and wanted to be like that too. Mind you, this was on a day that was not going well (the kind of mood only a man can put you in…). So yeah, random compliments about randomness = happy moments.
Any moment that chocolate cannot fix is a moment not worth knowing. God made chocolate for me. Nothing can convince me that I was not on His mind when He created the cocoa bean in the beginning. He could tell me Himself with a parting sky and a dove, and I would rebuke the devil. Chocolate shows His love for me. At every sad moment in my life, I have turned to Jesus and chocolate. Every great moment has been celebrated with chocolate. The in between moments, all receive chocolate too.
So there are 5 of my happy moments. Believe me, I have more. But now Chocolatiers, what makes you happy? What’s the moment no one quite gets for you? Do you understand my moments? Have a White Chocolate Weekend!