Every Saturday I'll try to come up with some "out there" question that just makes you stop and think about something not so important. Think of it as a mini vacation. If you have any ideas drop me a line and we'll throw it in here. Who knows, it might be fun.
OK - Here goes: With everything going on right now....many of us are just looking for a little comfort. A little peace. Some warmth to make all the bad just disappear for a while. What do you do, where do you go (either physically or mentally) for that comfort?
I run to my loved ones. Pure and simple. If I can't be with them in person I'm on the phone. If that's not possible I run the memories, the good times, through my mind like a home movie. I make my favorite comfort food, I listen to my favorite music - but mostly I just make contact.
I NEED people. When I'm scared or hurt I need to reach out and KNOW that there is someone out there just cares.
I realize this is not the "peppiest" question, not really the feel good post I like for this....but it's where my mind is now.....so tell me - How do YOU find comfort??
Posted by Tammi at July 9, 2005 07:13 AMAh, there are so many ways... ;) But for the big stuff it's mainly people I love and who I know love me... Our mutual support system... I don't know how anyone would survive modern life without a system like that in place.
Congrats again... It's not every day you appear on television... Or your site, anyway. ;)
Posted by: pam at July 9, 2005 11:11 AMMy Mommies™ (collectively, my mother and aunt who are twins). No matter how old I am, no matter how far away, no matter what time of day, I can call them and they will - at the very least - commiserate.
Posted by: Margi at July 9, 2005 01:12 PMMy family. My parents, my wife, my kids. And...the comforting weight of the .45 auto on my hip.
Posted by: Koolaid at July 9, 2005 06:25 PMChocolate. ;-) Lots of it.
Posted by: Bou at July 10, 2005 01:55 PMWhen life is too much to bear, I snuggle up with TNT for a nap. Beats thinkin'.
If napping isn't practical, I sit in the back yard with the dogs, a tennis ball, a cigar, and a spiral notebook and just start writing until my head clears.
Posted by: Harvey at July 11, 2005 01:32 PM