What gives you comfort? A place? A food? An activity? A person? An item of clothing?
We’ve all heard of comfort food. Bean soup is a favorite of mine. I make my own starting with a bag of 12 bean soup mix:
A walk can bring me comfort when I’m trying to figure out a problem or attempting to be more creative. A favorite place for that walk is the Fulton Mall in downtown Fresno. There are few stores left downtown but the mall is a lovely place with trees, fountains, and artwork. A few restaurants are scattered along the trail where one can get a delicious lunch.
But the best place for me to find comfort is my own home, and specifically my little couch in the family room where I spend time writing, reading, praying, planning, contemplating. When things get sad and life seems to press in a bit too much, this is where I go. I can look out on the patio and backyard from my spot. The cats often curl up with me or in a nearby chair.
Life will be getting hectic around here. There won’t be much time to find comfort for myself but rather I’ll be the one offering it to my small grandchildren who will be coming tomorrow to spend the week. Their parents will be at a spa retreat for a few days, finding their own comfort. Then we will all be together in this tiny house for Thanksgiving dinner, taking our comfort around a table laden with more food than we’ll be able to consume in one sitting.