I miss my father. No, he hasn't died. We're just not as close anymore. Saying that makes me sad is an understatement. But then there is the father of my children. And he truly is an amazing dad. So when I focus on that I'm not so sad anymore. He plays with them. He takes over when I've had a long day. He makes time for them. I can't imagine him pulling away from his kids. He will always want to be a part of their lives. Yep. The father of my children 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.