I used to live in Savannah. And when I first moved there I smelled such delicious smells starting at about 10am every morning. I asked my neighbors where the aroma was coming from. "Mrs. Wilkes, of course!" was the reply. Where? I asked. "Just around the corner and look for the line." No sign. Just a line of people waiting for delicious, home-style, southern cooking. She started working there in 1943 and took over, running it until she died in 2002 at age 95. She never retired. Her family runs it now and I had the pleasure of eating there again today. I moved away years ago but I try to visit every time I return because Mrs. Wilkes brings 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.