Welcome to the Comfort Zone
I mentioned in Question #10 that comfort can create stagnation in life. So, this question today has me thinking about how the question could be phrased better. There was a song by Vanessa Williams in the early 90s called Comfort Zone, and that was where I got the inspiration for the title of this blog post. Yes. Vanessa Williams. Her album entitled Comfort Zone was bloody brilliant back in the day.
Question 11: What or who gives me comfort?
I keep repeating this question in my head because I mentioned the safety I feel in my beloved's arms. This security is also a form of comfort. I don't solely rely on him for comfort though because that is a heavy burden to carry. All my thoughts and fears. It's just too much.
It gives me comfort to know that I survived living another month of life, bills and all.
It gives me comfort knowing my family members are healthy and safe.
It gives me comfort to know that I have a man who loves me regardless of my flaws.
It gives me comfort to know that life could be much worse.
It gives me comfort to eat a good home-cooked meal.
It gives me comfort to eat some chocolate when I'm PMSing.
It gives me comfort to receive a hug from a loved one.
I suppose that anything familiar brings me comfort.
