My husband and I started out very modestly. He was starting his business - every penny was building up his practice. We lived in an apartment - one that my mother was mortified to admit her daughter lived there. But we were happy. Struggling, but happy. And through hard work we are now living in a beautiful home. There are bedrooms for everyone. A playroom. A basement. A fenced in yard for the dog. A garden for me and a very nice kitchen painted a cheery yellow. I hate to admit it, because it seems a bit shallow, but I do find joy in my home. It makes me very happy to live here.
A friend once told me that she tries to find joy in every day. But some weeks it's hard. A whole week without finding joy? That is so sad. I find joy in EVERY day. Or so I think. So I'm testing myself. I am challenging myself to find joy in every single day. Without fail. I will post joy every single day to prove it to myself, to inspire others. Just to see if I can do it. Small bits of joy. Large, monumental moments of joy. But joy is what you will find here.