I love the ideas that come to mind as I listen and watch. I love to hear others perspectives. I love to listen to their stories because stories are simply more memorable. They are easier to remember and easier to retell. You can remember details where you normally would not if only the facts were shared.
Oftentimes, I have previously heard some of the tips that the speaker is sharing, but I like to revisit them often just to brand the information in my brain.
The more I hear it, the more embedded it stays in mind. And when I am ready to use it, it is there. I know it because I have heard it so many times before. It is just a matter of putting the thoughts to action.
I love to share a meal at home. I love chatting with the family about the day, sometimes about serious things and oftentimes about silly things.
I love to laugh together with the family at the table. We are in our own world, in our own cocoon, protected from the outside world where we can speak freely and be ourselves with each other.
I enjoy this time because I know sooner or later our kids will come to a point where they will no longer be at home. They will have their own lives with their own families. They will then experience the happiness that I feel now as a parent.
Time flies and I always need to remind myself to appreciate these special moments.
I love it whether it be a short trip or a long trip.
I love the short errand trips to the supermarket where we sometimes play in the aisles of the supermarket, sometimes getting involved in impromptu games of tag or hide and seek.
Sometimes my girls and I get to hearing a song in the store and start singing it. Sometimes we’ll dance in the aisles. We have been to Latin American grocery stores where salsa and merengue are playing and we’ll do a quick dance in the aisles.
Sometimes we may go to a general store like Wal-Mart or Target and find the pool noodles or foam swords and play out a fighting scene. I love the moments.
I also love the moments in the car when we are listening to music (and if I’m driving, it’s normally electronica or house) we hear a song that we all start singing and dancing to.