My soon to be 11 year old DS patting me on the shoulder and saying "i love going place with you, you are so much fun." I know it won't last long, so really really love that.
Early morning Dew and the slight fog that sometimes goes with it.
A clean Alpaca barn.
The newborn little Alpaca Cria at her mom's side and everyone humming over this new little miracle. Even the boys are happy.
My DH feeling good enough to go work around outside even if he moans and groans when the sun sets.
Having enough money to pay the bills.
My dogs that are so glad to see me, even if I don't bring home beef scraps from the mom and pop store I work at in the afternoons.
The fact that God has been so good to me, even when I didn't think he was. I look around me and see dear friends in such sad times, that I know I have genuinely and truly been blessed my whole life.
That I have a home over my head, and pray I always will. It doesn't matter what I live in, as long as I live with the ones I love.
The smell of coffee brewing, and like someone said, the time to have a cup on the porch or wherever.
A clean house. Still working on that one.