There are times when the news totally freaks me out. Where I get to the point that I can not stand another report - another murder, natural disaster, sick child. A time where even the news of a little Princess' birth will not find me on the news pages.
We all have our own ways to deal with this - I have a few. I go through photos - happy times, beautiful places - knowing these will happen again. I work on Project Life - I find it very relaxing. But more than that - the joy in the simple moments in life. Seeing a beautiful sunset that one of the kids pointed out, feeling little arms hug you from behind in the car, lying on your hubby's shoulder watching whatever is on tv - having tea and a slice of cake you helped L make on Sunday. Rubbing one of the puppies' ears, stroking the top of a little boy head and watching how excited a girl is about her first modern dance or Spanish dance lesson. Hearing a funny little story from school, seeing your son score a try in rugby practice.
Those little things - that mean the world. That makes you realize your happy place is right there in your home with your family, where the horrors of the world are nicely covered with a blanket of love.Where you belong.