Sunday, March 8, 2009

Happy Place

I met with a friend the other night who shared with me a thought that consistently makes her happy. It's a fantasy, but since that word has sexual connotations, I will call it her 'happy place'. Her happy place is pretty funny, but it's not my story to tell. It did encourage me to find something to think of that would cheer me up whenever I thought of it. One came to mind immediately. So, this is my happy place. It works, I was telling Ashley about it tonight, and was almost jumping up and down. I encourage you to find your own.

I want a big house in the country. However, I want to be ten minutes away from a city/townish (yeah, yeah, it's my fantasy, okay?) In this house, I want there to be lots of rooms- one for Jahred to write his books in, something filled with his favorite novels and a window for him to muse out of, another for Alicia. I want there to be a dark room for Bryan Hamel, an art studio for Jamie and BKenny, a music studio for Sean and Matthew and Renee, a big kitchen attached to the house where Sonny can organize organic catering and Bradford to make his bread, a counseling office attached for Megan, Beth and Ashley, a book case filled with Guilherme's novels (christian romance novels with a few on the human condition) as well as Alicia's poems and Megan's short stories and Matthews graphic novels, a sewing room filled with vintage dresses and patterns for me, and I have a very clear picture of Jenna wearing a wife beater with a metal mask holding a flame thrower and making something out of metal scraps. I want Ethan to be running around the house with a bunch of other kids- foster kids, how amazing would that be if everyone in the house could commit to it? And perhaps my own little red headed, freckled ENTJ girl that will demand Ethan marry her. Around the house I want little bungalows for the married couples (sound proofed) and a few for traveling artists and a garden. A horse for Renee. A mini horse for Bryan. And in the town all of us could help run our vintage shop/coffee/hookah bar/church/venue. Our artwork could support a homeless shelter Bradford and Jenn would run. And once a week I picture us all coming together to talk about what we have been working on, and help Nathan plan the church service.

Even in my fantasy, I know there would be sickness and fights and misunderstandings. But it would be worth it, I think.

This is my happy place. It makes me really, really happy. And I am going to pray for it everyday. I realized when I was talking to Ashley tonight, that I have a pretty big piece of land right now. In theory, I could move my house (literally, it's on cinder blocks) to the back corner, and still have a quarter acre to build a few bungalows and a studio of sorts. Sick.

God, please make me wealthy so I can do this. Amen.


  1. Ummm, your happy place is seriously epic. I think it might be my happy place too, as long as my cat can come.

    "In my Father's house are many rooms; if it were not so, I would have told you. I am going there to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am. You know the way to the place where I am going." John 14:2-4

  2. I can think of nothing better in this life than your happy place. Probably only heaven would be better. It would definitely be my happy place.

    I would only add a big tree in the yard with a tree house or at the very least a tree I can climb and sit in the branches.

  3. p.s. My new post/ short story is for you, Kate. Thoughts?

  4. I've read this several times. Still makes me happy.