I wore confidence. I first tried on weary resignation, but it didn’t look good on me.
I wore joy. I celebrated being alive and happy.
I wore gratitude. I heard from my lover, halfway across the country on a family trip. I heard from my son, who will be here soon. I’m loved. I wore love!
I wore patience. Customers come from all walks of life and sometimes bring their troubles with them. Did my kind attention to their souls make a difference? I wore hope.
I wore worry, thinking about our presidential election.
I wore laughter as co-workers shared stories and I shared mine.
I wore the coolness of the pool water at the end of a workday.
I wore wonder as I floated on my back and watched fluffy clouds drift across the Arizona sky.
I wore exuberance as I threw the ball for Jackson. I wore exasperation when he stopped to smell the flowers and ran back without the ball. I wore humility when I realized my dog was demonstrating, “Don’t forget to stop and smell the flowers.” I wore affection as I scratched his ears and told him what a good boy he was.
I wore comfort as I tucked into some tacos. I wore salsa that dribbled on my shirt. I wore a shrug because that Resolve stain stick really works!
I wore interest and surprise as I watched Father Brown solve yet another mystery.
I wore contentment when my lover called to report on his day and tell me good night.
I wore relaxation as I snuggled into my bed to read before I closed my eyes for the night. I wore amusement and appreciation as I caught up with the wisdom of Mma Precious Ramotswe.
I wore peace as I counted my blessings and gave thanks for another day.