"Mom? Can I do some chores?" Not a phrase most moms hear every day. But I hear this quite often from my 6-year-old. He loves to help me around the house. But a child does...well, a child's work. It takes everything in my OCD nature not to re-do, or take the rag and say, "No, do it this way." Today he cleaned the wood floors (in spots), he wiped (smeared) the counters, he Windexed the windows (complete with spots) and attempted to disinfect the door knobs with Lysol (breaking the top off in the process...how? I do not know.) It was so difficult to resist the urge to fix it all. I have to remember that in the huge scheme of things there is absolutely joy in a helpful child.
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.