I'm not a scrapbooker. I wish I was. I wish I had all the time to practice such a wonderful, creative activity. But I don't. It's enough for me to sit down and slip a few pictures (in chronological order) into a photo album. And I've been pretty good at that over the past few years. And even though I'm about 6-8 months behind, my kids still love sitting down and taking a peek at the special albums I have set aside just for them. Today, we settled into the couch and took a peek at each of their albums. It was so fun reminiscing and seeing just how much they've grown. Even though they're not up-to-date, there was joy in our photo albums.
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.