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September 6, 2016

Breathe September #6: Comfort.


Many things come to mind when I think about the word "comfort". A warm house, a loving family, a soft place to cuddle, and things that make me laugh. When I'm sad, comfort means a warm hug and a kind word. When I'm not well, comfort means a bowl of home made soup, steaming and tasty. Next to a warm blanket and a hot water bottle, it's the only thing that works to make me feel well again, outside of a hug! Comfort in a small bowl.

6 comments:

Janet Miles said...

All those things sound so comfy! Snuggling up with a book and a blanket in front of a crackling fire is my favorite comfort place.

Lorrie said...

It's the season for comfort seeking - soup, blankets, warm drinks - wonderful things for comfort.

Chy said...

Isn't it such a cozy thought Janet? I'm not looking forward to winter but at least we can be cozy!

Chy said...

So true Lorrie. Keeps getting darker earlier each day. But I'm thankful for a peaceful place to be.

Penny said...

Mmmm, that bowl of soup looks so tasty and nourishing X

Chy said...

It was sooooo good Penny. It's a beautiful, sunny day today, so cucumber sandwiches are on the menu but the next cold and rainy day we have, that soup will be simmering on the stove!