That Comforting Feeling
In the small Connecticut town where my family spends part of the summer, there is an amazing used bookstore. It has a dog named Sailor, and a comfy rocking chair, and you can buy a whole bag of gently loved children’s books for the cost of a movie and popcorn — perfect for a damp beach house. The last time we were visiting, my daughter picked out several hardcovers, and had the bag dangling from her wrist. My husband noticed and offered to carry it for her. She refused, whispering to me, “It’s a comforting feeling.”
It made me laugh, because it’s exactly what I say when my husband ‘offers’ to clear the bed of the three or four books that strewn on his side. There’s just something comforting about having a book, or four, nearby, in case the first one turns out to be not what you were expecting.
Driving home from ballet class in the dark the other night, I realized that fall was here to stay. No more long, lazy summer afternoons. No more beach days. No more shorts and flip-flops. I’m desperately in need of some comforting, and so I’m blatantly stealing an idea from Katherine Center (check out her books, if you haven’t already, particularly Everyone is Beautiful) and creating a Comfort List. Here goes:
My Comfort List for November
Clean, warm sheets, fresh from the dryer
A stack of books on the bedside table that I can’t wait to read
A hot pot of tea on a Sunday morning when it’s raining
Coming in from the cold to smell potatoes roasting with olive oil and rosemary
A large brown dog asleep at my feet
Snuggling in bed with the family on Saturday morning
Learning that my favorite authors have new books coming out soon (looking forward to Bartimaeus and The Ring of Solomon by Jonathan Stroud and The Other Life by Ellen Meister, one of the nicest authors I know)
Hearing the next chapter of my book in my head and knowing it will be there for me when I have time to write it
Home-made chocolate pudding
The weight of my five-year-old in my arms
Watching ‘Winnie the Pooh and the Blustery Day’ with my daughter, eating hot buttered popcorn and snuggling under the blankets.
What’s on your list?