Gelato is delightful

Looking for delight is harder than you might think.

For one thing, I had to decide what a delight actually was. The dictionary defines it as an extreme pleasure or satisfaction, a joy. In my mind, it’s different from a simple pleasure—it has to cause a certain type of feeling, a sudden lifting of my spirits. Honestly, this doesn’t happen every day. Even though I tried to look for delights every day, I didn’t actually succeed in finding them as often as I’d hoped or expected to.

There are likely several reasons for this. Awareness is one of them—in the bustling round of daily life, far too often I operate on auto-pilot, not noticing all the delights around me, just trying to get through the day’s to-do list. I also think that the dumpster fire of the past few years has had a numbing effect on my ability to notice joyful things. I’ve developed a shield to protect my emotions from being triggered. While that’s helped me cope through stress and sadness, it’s also numbed my ability to feel delight.

I chose to take pictures of my daily delights, and that added another level of difficulty. A couple of times, I wasn’t able to snap a photo of things that delighted me (a tiny green frog in our mailbox, a cardinal taking a bath in the birdbath).

What I did find and post about (full posts on Instagram and Facebook):

• The sweet ritual I have with my dog when I come home
• The growth of a pineapple on our lanai
• Choosing a new novel to read
• Watching Tank run around like a youngster after his bath
• Rewatching a favorite TV show (Brooklyn 99)
• Our gardenia bush blooming
• Picking up library holds
• Eating at a fancy steakhouse, using a gift card from our son
• A backyard full of butterflies
• Beating the squirrels to ripe tomatoes
• Eating dessert first
• The gift of a framed cross stitch project