1. A Baby’s Laugh
I swear that no soul can keep a straight face when a squirmy little bunch of toes and bows throws her head back and squeals in pure delight. There is no sound so perfectly joyous–so wonderfully unreserved and melodic–as a giggling little baby. My cousin had a baby recently, and I love to watch the faces of my family light up as her tiny laugh erupts from her tinier body. There is nothing more contagious.
I rush. Simply put, my life is frequently a matter of rushing from one moment, from one interval of time to the next with barely enough time to catch my breathe. I chat in class with my friends next to me. I write my papers in a coffee shop bustling with movement and soft, background noise. Just as much as noise, I love the movement that accompanies it–the natural product of lives filled with purpose and direction. Rarely do I take time to sit in silence; but in those rare moments, I am reminded of the deep calm that dwells within it.
I know, I know. When you think of rain, you think of frizzy hair, wet socks, and sunless days. But whenever I take a moment (granted, usually a moment inside, dry and warm) and forget my hair and socks, there is a special beauty to rain. It makes me feel cozy and safe. I love the way it smells, fresh and earthy. If I’m feeling particularly adventurous, I love the way it feels to run outside and spin around in it. I adore the special atmosphere it creates for curling up and reading a good book or enjoying a hot soy chai latte. Sun definitely has its merits, but nothing feels quite like a rainy day.
4. Soy Chai Lattes
I generally dislike tea. I’m a die-hard caffeinated coffee fan, and normally you couldn’t convince me to switch to tea for any amount of money or favors. During my one year stint as a barista, my co-workers convinced me to try or create a number of strange mixtures ranging from I’ll-never-get-over-that-sip gross to I’ll-never-drink-anything-else-again good. Soy chai lattes definitely fall into the latter category, and I have grown to love them almost as much as I love hyphenated adjectives.
5. Cable Knit
Perhaps the item that best ties up the last four, cable-knit is the ideal material to be worn on a rainy day drinking a soy chai in silence. (If possible, with a baby whose diapers are not your responsibility!) I never feel so comfy and cute as when I sport a slouchy cable-knit sweater or chunky cable-knit socks. Honestly, I feel like it warms my insides, too! Given the option I would never wear anything else when the weather turns chilly.
Jacqueline Homer is a junior majoring in English Education, with minors in Modern Languages and Non-Profit Leadership. She’s loves acoustic guitar, Jesus, and British novels–but not in that order. When she graduates, Jacqueline hopes to use her major to teach English abroad or to ESL students in the U.S.