Midfield Moxie - Daily Daisies

Daily Daisies

I was reading a book recently and the author described how in the midst of difficult circumstances, she decided to watch for the next beautiful moment. She found joy as she would anticipate and appreciate each thing, big or small, and then, when it came, excitedly awaited when the next one would show up.

The idea of purposefully looking for and celebrating the positive things along the way may seem a little too simple, maybe cliche, but something about it and her cheerfulness in talking about it, moved me. I tend to have a constant negative loop playing in my head of hurtful things people say at work or how awful a driver behaved or how I have failed myself or others and what I should have done or said differently that caused someone to respond to me in a negative way. But the positive stuff? The beautiful stuff? Usually nothing more than a momentary smile as it happens and then it's gone, lost in the sea of life's challenges.

So I started Daily Daisies. Daisies are my absolute favorite flower. They are just happy flowers. Seriously, I cannot look at a daily without smiling. This is my field of Daily Daisies-bouquets of happy moments along the way.

9/6/24: Rushing through the Burger King drive thru to get my son a Whopper, no onion, pickle or lettuce, between my work meetings and, while waiting for the credit card to process, the lady at the register made small talk about her nails being in bad shape after taking off her acrylics. I told her her ring was really pretty and she thanked me but again seemed distressed about her less than perfect nails. I held mine up and said I had painted them red and gray for the OSU game last week but they were now badly chipped so I needed to redo mine, too. When she saw my nails she got excited and said, "You want this?!" She reached for something away from the window and, y'all, it was an OSU Burger King crown! Yes, I want it! I proudly wore it home, smiling the entire way, suddenly less stressed about my jam-packed day.

9/7/24: My dog takes daily medication to prevent seizures, a total of 7 pills throughout the day. I have one of those daily pill boxes and was refilling it for the week. I poured pills out in my hand, as I always do, to put in the "morning" and "afternoon" spots for each day this week and I had poured out the exact right amount for the week into my hand. There was something so satisfying and special about how it worked out so perfectly. And then as I was reconciling my bank transactions, for the third time in a few weeks, I entered an amount and the change was exactly the change from the balance, making it an even, whole dollar amount with no cents. Again, the tidiness of it just eased my ongoing anxiety for a bit.

9/8/24: Cameron went hunting for the second time. Yesterday was the first time. Looking for squirrels. I don't understand hunting and have some very real worries and concerns that I shared with him. After explaining my position, with much apprehension, I told him I would try to support him by taking him to the spot and waiting in the car for him. It took 4 hours yesterday to find the spot because of hikers sharing the trails. We didn't want him scaring anyone who didn't know they were taking a family stroll and be alarmed by someone with a shotgun in the woods. We drove around and around until he found a deserted spot. Today was a much better area. Only hunters were there. He didn't get anything, but didn't get too upset, and most importantly, didn't get hurt or lost. He walked by my room tonight and stopped to say, I love you, and thanked me for taking him, even if it's not something I like.

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