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bighappygoth39 -> Those blissful moments we treasure... (1/27/2012 7:34:12 AM)
I have always adored seeing people talk about the things they love, or moments they have truly found blissful. I love seeing the passion in their faces, and it always gives me pleasure. Whether it's someone talking about how they first met their partner/spouse, or someone talking about their great love of books, I always find it fascinating. As we see so much sorrow, pain and heartache in the world, I thought I'd post this so people can share with us some of their passions in life, or some of those blissful moments. It can be something as small as the moment they realised how much they love the smell of a new carpet, to the moment they knew they'd met the person they want to spend the rest of their life with. I'll start by sharing one of mine: The moment my daughter's friend hugged me and said 'I wish my mum was as cool as you'. Who's next?

dovie -> RE: Those blissful moments we treasure... (1/27/2012 7:41:40 AM)
The smell of my new grandson's neck and the smile that he gives me!!!

Fornica -> RE: Those blissful moments we treasure... (1/27/2012 7:44:39 AM)
I love love this. <3 quote: ORIGINAL: bighappygoth39 The moment my daughter's friend hugged me and said 'I wish my mum was as cool as you'. Who's next?

bighappygoth39 -> RE: Those blissful moments we treasure... (1/27/2012 7:48:33 AM)
It was in the middle of Tesco and in front of her other friends as well, so as you can imagine, I walked away with a pretty smug look on my face that day... [:D] Another moment of bliss: The moment my man told me how much I impress him, especially when I know I haven't been trying. [:)]

Ninebelowzero -> RE: Those blissful moments we treasure... (1/27/2012 7:52:37 AM)
'Dad, I know the difference between boys & girls.' 'OK big bear what's that then?' 'Girls have fluffies.' What's a fluffy?' Aww Dad, you know, a hairy fairy & they have nimples too!'

bighappygoth39 -> RE: Those blissful moments we treasure... (1/27/2012 7:54:57 AM)
Love it. Keep 'em coming guys. I'm feeling the love already... [:)]

GreedyTop -> RE: Those blissful moments we treasure... (1/27/2012 7:57:42 AM)
the only time my Dad said to me "I'm proud of you, Grunt" *\|(Grunt was his nickname for me..military guy)

PolyIrishMiss -> RE: Those blissful moments we treasure... (1/27/2012 8:04:38 AM)
The first time I felt like a musician rather than a player of an instrument. I was trying play a piece of renaissance dance music cold, no practice or listening to what it should sound like on youtube or similar, that had been rewritten for ukulele (yeah I know classical on uke whatever next?). It was perfect my eyes read the music but sort of without my conscious mind getting in the way. My fingers knew just where to go, how to go there, the tempo to play, which notes to enhance, which to play quietly. It was absolutely wonderful. It felt like flying. I actually ended up in tears when I finished from the shock of that moment being over. My Mistress just kind of stared at me and told me "You're getting bloody good at that." Which from her is high praise, she's a rather accomplished player of the spanish guitar.

ashjor911 -> RE: Those blissful moments we treasure... (1/27/2012 8:08:52 AM)
damn i got nothing

littlewonder -> RE: Those blissful moments we treasure... (1/27/2012 8:34:47 AM)
today....the excitement of actually getting a full night's sleep last night and waking up early all on my own without having to drag my ass out of bed by noon, something I haven't been able to do in months! The happiness and smile on my daughter's face and in her voice. Seeing Master happy and excited. Seeing the sun shine no matter what the weather since it helps to bring my mood up. The feel of a warm breeze. Seeing the seagulls gather around the harbor here Running into especially happy and polite strangers on the street. The feel of the shore and sand on my feet.

agirl -> RE: Those blissful moments we treasure... (1/27/2012 9:15:54 AM)
Reaching the bottom of my basket of paperwork and finding the poems and letters my children have written to me on scrappy bits of paper or even just poems they wrote and shared with me. Not things they wrote as children but over the last few years as teens or aduts. One of my teen sons wrote this rappy style thing: Mum, Mamma my one and only Mother, Don't matter what name I call as I love her, And more than any other, You, me, my sister and brothers Been through some hard shit with one another, But we endeavour not to give in to the other side, Cos it's been a rough ride And we turned out fine And we kept our shine, Another family bound by so much love you will not find So I happily sigh knowing it's mine. The other joker wrote this while in a battle with his pc (which he calls Isabelle on our network): Isabelle, Isabelle You always seem to break Regardless of my efforts And all attempts I make. I know a poem seems futile And maybe a bit silly But I need you to look at porn So I can rub my willy. So, to you, my darling Isabelle I really do implore Please get past update 27 Out of 74. After hours of bills, bank statements, filing and generally depressing paperwork there's that little pile of sunshine beaming up at me. Yeah, nice. agirl

LaTigresse -> RE: Those blissful moments we treasure... (1/27/2012 9:29:23 AM)
A Saturday or Sunday morning when I have nothing I must hurry and do, and the dogs are feeling lazy because I ran them hard the day before. Snuggled in bed with my little Sophie curled up next to me all warm and cozy. Any time I get to spend with the people I love.

Ninebelowzero -> RE: Those blissful moments we treasure... (1/27/2012 9:46:56 AM)
My best time last year, taking boy to London for the first time after being pestered for yonks. being hassled to take him to the Imperial War Museum & because I had WW1 stuff to give them from the trenches getting a guided tour with my son which included holding Lawrence of Arabia's Enfield .303 (with gloved hands of course). After a picnic lunch boy hassling to go back in, him telling me about the V2 rocket & Werner von Braun & the Apollo missions. Finally sitting on the terrace overlooking the Thames with an ice cold beer, boy seeing HMS Belfast & begging to go round the ship. We got kicked off an hour after closing. That night me lying there with feet that were destroyed from walking & him googling warships & stating that I had to take him to Hawaii to see USS Missouri.

Hillwilliam -> RE: Those blissful moments we treasure... (1/27/2012 9:50:11 AM)
Days up in the mountains with a flyrod when, after a couple of hours of hiking, you locate that little blue line you saw on the topographical map and realize that YES, it has brook trout in it.

Ninebelowzero -> RE: Those blissful moments we treasure... (1/27/2012 10:04:09 AM)
Fucking sweet, we have one here with an otter population, the rifle club has made it unnacessible to protect it. Biig brown trout. quote: ORIGINAL: Hillwilliam Days up in the mountains with a flyrod when, after a couple of hours of hiking, you locate that little blue line you saw on the topographical map and realize that YES, it has brook trout in it.

NyxPontia -> RE: Those blissful moments we treasure... (1/27/2012 11:24:33 AM)
All the days I spend with my arm wrapped around my nine-year-old niece, who is like a child of my own, while we read together or listen to music and discuss the meaning behind it all. She's only nine but so curious and wise beyond her years. It's a bit more of a hassle, but just as wonderful, when her little sister is with us, as well as the baby (My sisters have a habit of surrounding the one without children with children). Sometimes I can't wait to start a family. But it breaks my heart every time I have to go back home, because even though I am less than a mile away, there's only so much I can do for these beautiful little girls I've spent the last ten years helping to raise, and I feel like it's never enough.

NocturnalStalker -> RE: Those blissful moments we treasure... (1/27/2012 11:34:33 AM)
Reflection.

lizi -> RE: Those blissful moments we treasure... (1/27/2012 1:23:20 PM)
Each time one of my sons comes to me with a personal issue they're struggling with because 1. They trust me enough to do that, and 2. Really feel that I'm knowledgeable enough to help. Gives me the warm fuzzies. Every time my middle son comes into my room to shut the lights off or does something else obnoxious like move what I'm reaching for. He's not a toucher, this always shows me how much he loves me. When I was hurt and the younger two took turns caring for me, they were damned good at it and were on the spot for anything I needed. Their attempts to feed me were hysterical, but meant so much as they were trying to be careful and do a good job. I mentioned something about being a pain in the ass and they looked at each other in shock and said no, it was their honor to do something that I'd done so well for them all their lives- they felt glad to give something back. My oldest son upon getting his green beret telling me privately that I was the person in his life that taught him the most about working hard, accomplishing goals, never giving up, and being a good person. Still tear up at that. Two semesters ago I was the top person in my advanced class in college for my medical studies. At age 49. God, I worked for that and it felt good to be vindicated for every hour I studied and pushed myself. When middle son called me an OG (Original Gangster for those older people that aren't familiar, like myself, I had to ask what it meant!) one winter's day in the car. Sounds weird but that felt like a supreme compliment [:)] When the boys hauled me out to demonstrate my 'guns' on afternoon for their friends because they were braggin on how often I go to the gym. The friends were suitably impressed by this old lady's arm strength. Too many good fuzzies to count with the bf. He's always there complimenting me in a genuine way. This Christmas he left me a note to open in the morning about the things he loved about me and moments we've shared in our years so far. When the bf cried once while in the ICU (shh, don't tell anyone) awaiting heart surgery and not only trusted me enough to see it but do it literally on my shoulder. He also gave me the instructions of what to do if he didn't make it out, the weight of that still makes me swallow hard. I'll shut up, I am a lucky, lucky woman and boy do I know it [:D]

needlesandpins -> RE: Those blissful moments we treasure... (1/27/2012 4:52:58 PM)
i've had too many to mention where my son is concerned. he can have his moments, but generally he's a wonderful young man and i'm so very proud of him! one of the most blissful times of my life was a couple of years ago when i took a trip to poole. i've lead a very sheltered life travel wise and have never been out of England and Poole is the furthest from home that i've been. it was wonderful for soooooo many reasons; deer stalking, a man on the side of a hill with his cock out in cern abbas and sitting on the hill there with no coat on in glorious sun at the beginning of march!, a hotel suite that was huge but quirky and mismatched, hotel room picknics and so much more. it was a most special time for me. watching all my foals being born and take their first steps. helping a stuck foal come into the world alive is something i've done quite a few times now and it's always a relief and brings a tear to the eye. all my animals actually, but my lost stallion is the greatest of them all.......in fact, having just looked at the clock and seeing it's now the 28th as i write this, it's two years ago today that i lost him. he was my horse of a life time and i miss him every single day. i did everything with him and he gave me everything. i have thousands of blissful moments to remember from him even though it tears me apart still to think of him. i have two robins that i hand feed at my yard and they are bring me huge amounts of joy at the moment. they both sing to me, but robin1 sings quiet and personal staying alot longer than robin2. they brighten up my day wonderfully. needles

Delilya -> RE: Those blissful moments we treasure... (1/27/2012 8:48:17 PM)
My grown children sneaking into my house to hide Easter eggs and a basket. They said it was for all the years I did it for them.

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