My purpose of 2017 was to find my happy. Whereas once, I struggled to find it, I now find myself in my happy place multiple times, not only in a week, but in a day.
If last week, I found myself grinning like a Cheshire cat following my little ski speed demon and off-piste junky, today, I at peace back in my sanctuary, my kitchen, experimenting.
With my little man still spiking a temperature and his little face pale as the winter moon, the experiments were all about how to let food be our medicine and medicine our food. It was about colour and taste; crunch and quench; sooth and nourish. I am realising how much I have learnt in the last 3 years and even more so in the last 3 months of starting my health coaching course.
And that makes me happy too.
As does this moment, as always. Lying on our sofa, all 5 of us, including Percy the tail-less cat, who is the best medicine for poorliness, his warmth and purr comforting. All of us, in our happy place together as true nourishment for the soul.