Where’s Your Happy Place? by Abbie Johnson Taylor

 

Believe it or not, even though I live in Sheridan, Wyoming, my happy place is a beach in Jupiter, Florida, where my brother and I often go when I visit him. I sometimes swim but am mostly content to walk alongside the ocean and feel cool waves wash over my feet, cleansing them of the tension from which I’m retreating. I also enjoy sitting in a lawn chair with a picnic lunch or lying on a blanket. Once when I got sick during my visit, my brother and his family encouraged me to accompany them to the beach. I went, against my better judgement, and to my surprise, the ocean breeze and the roaring waves plus the occasional cry of seagulls made me feel better.

I recently red an article entitled “5 Ways to Re-Start a Bad Day.” One suggestion given here is to think of your happy place. This could be a place where you went as a child with happy memories associated with it. It could be a place where you’ve never been but would like to go. It could even be a made-up place. Now that summer is waning and fall is approaching, I want you to think of your happy place and tell me about it.

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I’m the author of a romance novel, two poetry collections, and a memoir and am currently working on another novel. My work has appeared in The Weekly Avocet, Magnets and Ladders, and other publications. I have a visual impairment and live in Sheridan, Wyoming, where for six years, I cared for my late husband, who was totally blind and partially paralyzed by two strokes soon after we were married. Before that, I was a registered music therapist, working with senior citizens in nursing homes and other facilities. I also taught braille, facilitated a support group for the visually impaired, and served on the advisory board for a state trust fund that allows people with low vision or blindness to purchase adaptive equipment. For more information, please visit my website and blog.

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Author Abbie Johnson Taylor

We Shall Overcome

How to Build a Better Mousetrap: Recollections and Reflections of a Family Caregiver

That’s Life: New and Selected Poems

My Ideal Partner: How I Met, Married, and Cared for the Man I Loved Despite Debilitating Odds

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14 thoughts on “Where’s Your Happy Place? by Abbie Johnson Taylor

  1. Reblogged this on Campbells World and commented:
    This appeared here on campbellsworld a few days back.
    Now, here it is on a fellow blogger’s blog and I’m resharing it again.
    This morning my happy place is a morning when I had fresh coffee, and muffins because this morning I woke to find I had no coffee what so ever and so while I wait for the delivery of coffee I ordered that will surely come today I am thinking of that happy place and telling myself I can get there just as soon as the mail runs.
    Thanks Abbie for reminding us how to restart a bad day.

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  2. In summer, my happy place is a snow-bound cabin in the woods, a blizzard raging outside. Everything is white and beautiful, and I’m safe inside–a roaring fire in the stone fireplace, a bar stocked with adult beverages, a pantry full of cheese, crackers and Oreo cookies and it’s impossible for me to get out or for anyone to get in. Heaven!

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  3. I love the beach but rarely go there, mostly because I live three or four hours inland. And I tend to bake. I never minded until recently, when a drug I take reacts with too much sunlight and causes an ITCHY rash that takes a visit to the doctor to get rid of. Bummer. My happiest place is New England in the summer, driving around, enjoying the greenery and visiting the homes of writers–Emerson, Dickinson, Hawthorne, and so on. It’s an English major thing.

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