Today I am thinking about comfort things. As I was getting dressed this morning I thought to myself that I wanted to wear my purple shirt to work today because purple is a comforting color. Then I wondered where that thought came from. It is a comforting color though. Yet my favorite color is green. I’ll also put on soft jeans, an old t-shirt, and sport or fuzzy socks for comfort too.
There are several things I do or get when I want some comfort. I have a blanket that I’ll wrap up in. It’s bright tropical colors and I call it “piña coladas in coconut shells.” It makes me think of taking a vacation on a beach.
Ice cream, or chocolate chip cookies, or letter soup, or french fries, or homemade chicken soup, or homemade bread, are all foods I’ll eat for some comfort.
I have some songs I like to listen to that calm me down. There was a time where I watched While You Were Sleeping every day because it was comforting. I grab Purple Kitty sometimes too. Even sewing can be comforting, or grabbing a book I’ve read before.
The smells of lavender, lilac, or Glade’s angel whisper candle are comforting smells. A bubble bath or my bed are comforting. An embrace from someone I love is comforting. Sometimes just hearing from someone is comforting, as is reading what they have said in the past in a letter or email.
I don’t know that any of it makes much sense as to why it is comforting. Some of them seem to be associated with comforting memories, but not that many. What things comfort you?
Blankets. I’m not as bad as my sister, who has a zillion blankets she leaves everywhere, but I do keep a blanket in my living room and usually one in my car. Sure, they keep me warm, but it’s more the comfort of having someTHINg cuddle me, if I can’t have someONE. On a related note, I still wear a nightshirt I got when I was ten. It’s raggedy and thin, but I love it.
Also, Andre the car bear is very useful. He’s there whenever I need someone to talk to or hold as I’m driving around.
Heidi showed me this blog today. And as I was reading it I immediately thought of this day where I wore my purple shirt because I wanted comfort. I wear clothes for me. When other people like them, it’s just a bonus.
http://www.dressaday.com/2006/05/plaid-joy.html