One of the biggest things that came out of the pandemic for me was a renewed appreciation of life’s small joys. You know, the things that so often slip by unnoticed…until they’re absent.

Those old, familiar things that I missed so desperately when covid showed up and everything changed overnight. The new stuff I found, or learned, to fill the gaps lockdown created. And all the things I’ve discovered, or rediscovered, since then as I’ve started putting the puzzle pieces of Real Life back together, only to find they’ve made an entirely new picture now.

Sitting in coffee shops. Taking a spontaneous road trip. Blue skies, birdsong, beaches. Knitting. Watching sport. Eating ice cream in the cinema. Countless other things I won’t list here, because….spoilers.

It sounds twee, I know, but stopping to notice and acknowledge those little things makes my life feel richer somehow. And since I’ve been paying for this stupid domain since 2021 and done nothing with it, I’m creating a space to acknowledge them in writing.

Every week (give or take) I’ll celebrate one of those things here, in my “Love Letters to…” series. You can read my first one, a love letter to reading, here. I’d love to know if any of them resonate with you – or what yours are, if they don’t.