My 6 year old has reached a point when he thinks he's too big for hugs and kisses. He's less snuggley than he used to be. I miss his snuggles. But today, while I was watching a favorite cooking show of ours (yes, he loves cooking shows too!) he climbed into my lap and stayed there the entire show. I couldn't believe it. And it's been a while since he's done that. I'm so glad he did. Because snuggles bring me joy.
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.