The last time I met a new work colleague, she made a point of telling me she was struck by my “joie de vivre“, as she called it. (I must have been having a pretty good day at work…hehehe!)
No one has ever told me that before but I really do enjoy life – now more than ever – so I am not disputing the label.
I have a hard time being down and staying down, generally.
My ex knew if he just stayed out of the line of fire long enough when he did something to hurt or anger me I would forget I was mad at him, and slowly equilibrate back to my cherub-like demeanour (to steal from the late great John Pinette).
It only took him 17 years to finally wear down my love of life so much that I felt I had to leave him, to save my own soul. But I digress…
This “loving life” feeling and attitude peaks for me in the summer months.
Especially on warm summer nights. You know, the ones where the temperature is just right so that you are completely comfortable? And there is a soft, warm breeze blowing across your exposed skin. If not for the breeze, you wouldn’t know where you ended and the summer air began.
Nights like those I feel so damn alive and grateful to be alive, I just want to leap and dance around for joy. And I do, whenever I can. I’ve had these exuberant moments since I was a child. I feel full of what I have come to call the wildness of life. I don’t know how else to explain it.
I tried to explain these feelings to both of my husbands, in turn, to see if they ever felt that way too. Both times this was a mistake. Each of them reacted in the same way – they seemed to be both threatened by, and disapproving of, what I was telling them. And no, they definitely did not cop to ever feeling this way.
Once again, I felt like there was something wrong with me. That I was some kind of freak. (Nothing new here, folks – I’ve felt this way around others since I was a small child.)
Is anybody out there with me on this?
Have you ever felt your exuberant, wild heart making itself known to you?
Rock on,
The WB
Can you guess my theme for this year’s A-Z Challenge? All of my A-Z posts this month will be tied into my theme, which is represented by the title of a song that was popular when I was a child. Can you figure it out as the days (and posts) go by? Leave your guesses (one per day only, please) in the comments. At the end of the challenge, I will reveal the theme. Have fun!
“Feeling Groovy”?
Thanks for the guess, Susan!
You made my day with the bunny video! 😍 Yes, I confess to getting the binkies. I’ve never heard that word used before, but even the word expresses the feeling. Do you have ANY IDEA how often I need to suppress the desire to skip down the road or through a store?! Or the desire to burst into song? … I really can’t sing so that one I heavily suppress 😉
Today’s guess is Three Dog Night – Joy to the World. Yes. This fits 💕
Wonderful to read this, Joanne! Thanks for the guess. Keep ‘em coming!
I couldn’t live with a person who didn’t/doesn’t understand the ‘binkies’ although I’ve never used that word to express the feeling of being so joyful you can’t contain it. Oh, my gosh, that white rabbit is beautiful! Definitely one happy and contented bunny.
Glad you enjoyed this, Jean!
On this one we differ, Deb. Oh, I know the feeling all too well and I feel the exuberance. But it doesn’t burst from me the way it does for you and Joanne. Maybe because I don’t dance? Not even in private.
I enjoyed the bunny video.
So long as you feel it on the inside, Karen! That’s what really matters.
Oh, I’m with you on this. I get silly and happy and joyful. If that offends or worries someone else so be it, you know? I’ll just keep being my happy little bean self.
Keep rockin’ that happy little bean self, Ally!
Will do!
Ah, Deb…we’re so alike in so many ways! Yep, I feel like my soul comes alive and vibrant in the spring… and is totally blooming in the summer along with my flower gardens…and is so bitter-sweet sad and awed in the autumn. I die every winter. I’ve always thought I was too overly sensitive as well….and I was born on the Equal Equinox day of Sept 22…so I console myself that if nothing else, I am totally balanced! It all sounds so weird too, I know…but you know me well enough by now that this is nothing new. Love your posts. I cannot for the life of me guess your song, but I’m loving the melody of it, nonetheless! <3
Thank you, Hetty! With the highs, also come the lows, eh Cuz?
Oh, yes. I’m a child of summer too. I wrote a poem about it once. I called it Spring Fever, but it was really about summer fever. It’s the only season I really feel comfortable in.
How about Summer Nights from Grease? That’s my guess today.
I get that Reticula. After winter and now this cold, delayed spring, I definitely have summer fever. Thanks for the guess!
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