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Today I Love My Heart

my mother and coffee
Where my heart came from …

Today I love my heart and how it just keeps beating along. I love that it took its first spasmodic beat over sixty years ago when it was still inside my mother and I’ve always considered my heart to be a gift from her. I love that it has been broken but has always pulled itself back together and soldiered on. I love that it can do that and so many other things because it is strong and sturdy and determined. I love that it has found love more than once and that it has found love when I thought that part of my life was over. I love that my heart doesn’t give up. I love that I am in love now because of how strong my heart is. I love the one I’m in love with. I love, I LOVE … and am able to love because I have a heart that was a gift from someone who taught me how to use it, how to love and how to be loved and how to respect love no matter where it happens or between whom. I love that although there are still no answers, my slightly strained breathing is not caused by any heart defect. I love that I am still rolling down this road of joy and adventure and have no immediate plans of slowing up. I love that I have a good solid heart and that it keeps me on the path to happiness and joy.

Today I love that it is Friday. I love that today is International Women’s Day and that my life is a debt to the women I’ve known and one that I will never be able to repay. I love that this has been a hacked up week with odd travel and appointments in the middle and feeling like it was Saturday yesterday and now it seems like Monday. I love that because every time I suddenly realize that it is Friday I feel like the weekend was just here and now it is back. I love Fridays because of the open mic and then curling. I love that we have a few weeks left on the ice and I’m having a great year at the club, learning, teaching, and even winning a game or two. I love that due to circumstances beyond anyone’s control I’ve ended up being a skip in the Friday night mixed league this year and it has been really interesting and fun and educational and I’ll take any of those three things any day and if they’re all going to arrive at once then I’m going to be overjoyed.

Today I love that the oatmeal just keeps getting better and better around here and I’m taking credit for that. I love that the days are getting longer and that Summer Time or Daylight Saving Time will be here soon. I love that so many people will complain about the lost hour of sleep in the Spring time and then they’ll complain about the lost hour of light in the Autumn, and all the while I will take comfort in the added hour of daylight in the Spring and in that one extra hour of sleep on that one day in the Fall.

Today I love drinking coffee while my heart reminds me of the gift of life and love I got from my mother.

Today I Love My Heart

Kelly Babcock

I was born in the city of Toronto in 1959, but moved when I was in my fourth year of life. I was raised and educated in a rural setting, growing up in a manner I like to refer to as free range. I live in an area where my family history stretches back 6 or more generations. I was diagnosed with ADHD at the age of 50 and have been both struggling with the new reality and using my discoveries to make my life better. I write two blogs here at Psych Central, one about having ADHD and one that is a daily positive affirmation that acts as an example of finding the good in as much of my life as I possibly can.

Find out more about me on my website: writeofway.

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Babcock, K. (2019). Today I Love My Heart. Psych Central. Retrieved on June 19, 2019, from


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