I love baseball. But (sorry all you fans out there), I'm not that into either of the teams playing the world series this year. My son doesn't care who is playing. He just loves to watch baseball. This afternoon, he and I had a blast talking, researching and sharing all about this season and past seasons. I told him how I was at the game in Detroit when the Tigers won in 1984. He looked at me like I was some kind of hero - just because I was there when they won. There are so many things to enjoy through a child's eyes. And baseball is one of them.
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.