gratitude – Sweetness

A few things making me happy (as part of my life list  ongoing gratitude journal):

First, a note. I must confess I have long hated and resented  the word sweet. Those feelings are slowly turning to sometime more like distrust, I’d say. I have less time to hate things. Still, it feels like a cop out, this word. How honest is sweet? Also, an assumption. Girls = Sweet. And don’t forget the numerous cringe-inducing commands to “Stay Sweet” scrawled across all my High School yearbooks in hot pink ink. Really, that’s all you have to say? Sometimes it feels like a personal failure when I hear that word.

So it felt strange when, looking through my photostream gathering photos for this post, sweet was the word that kept popping to mind. Photo after photo. Fresh. Delicate. Pleasant. Winning and charming. I think maybe it’s time for me to make my peace with sweet.

Still, I reserve the right to squinch up my face and stick out my tongue at anyone who dares tells me I’m “sweet”. And don’t wink at me, either. I hate that.

Katie P's macaroons
Something small and french and pink: Eating too many homemade macaroons at brunch with good friends and lively conversation.
baby hair
Yes, Virginia, kewpie doll hair is real.

marigolds
I love unpretentious, tangy-scented summer marigolds.
the beverage after 30 mins of shaking
There should be a word like onomatopoeia for colors. Yellow is the perfect color for a lemon.
"the man in the moon"
An unexpected and completely harmless good, hard cry. Sometimes a sad movie is a perfect ending to a long day.
lunch at Bridges BBQ
You can go home again. It won't be the same, but at least they'll know what you mean by "sweet tea" and they won't let you run out.
"bon voyage" party for Jemima and David G
The sticky blur of summer gatherings. How little it really takes to be happy and how sweet life can be.
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One thought on “gratitude – Sweetness

  1. these words and photos are unusual……… like whispering in a foreign language of little fingers tickling the corners of my heart, smoothing them out into energizing curves…..I will read it again

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