Primarily during this time of year, you hear songs about it on the radio, see signs encouraging you to feel it, even wear sweatshirts proclaiming you possess it. According to Webster’s it is “the emotion evoked by well being, success or good fortune; the state of happiness or felicity; a source or cause of delight.” A synonym for it is “warm fuzzies.” It is the antithesis of what you experience while watching the 11 o’clock news. It’s called joy.
In the interest of satisfying my curiosity, I decided to investigate what gives folks this feeling of bliss. Knowing the best source of information is the library, I diligently searched its catalog for any title beginning with “The Joy of..” Well, contrary to what we see (especially in the stores right now), there are alot of happy people out there and what delights them is amazing. For your enjoyment, take a look…and remember that every one of these is the title or subject of an actual book. (The highlighted selections indicate my own enjoyment, amazement or ignorance of the topic. I won’t say which). Ok, let’s go.
The Joy of:
Snow, Cooking, Jumping, Decadence, Cataloging, Positive Living, Bridge, Ice Cream, Reading, Quilting, Christmas, Seafood, Signing, Life, Cookies, Antiques, Spinning, Digital Photography, Kindness, a Courageous Life, Sects, Working from Home, Coffee, Writing Sex, Snorkeling, Keeping Score, Living and Dying in Peace, Work, Thinking Big, Pickling, Family Camping, Ritual, Ballooning, Simple Living, Weight Loss, Attracting, Raising & Nurturing Butterflies, Knitting, Music , Joplin, Doing Things Badly, Scrapbooking, Self Defense, Retirement, Science, Living Dangerously, Mathematics , Geocaching, Card Making, Collecting Books, Imperfection and Opera.
Wow. As comprehensive (and perhaps trivial) as this list may be however, it still doesn’t contain the titles of my particular delights. One day I shall write a book or two and they will be called The Joy of Remembering Where I Put my Keys, Glasses and Other Essentials and then the sequel, The Joy of Forgetting Why Too Much Chocolate is Bad for Me. Feel free to exercise your imagination and pen your own rapturous ode. You already have the first part of the title.