Three hours of (relative) bliss. The boys have Kung Fu tonight. We've been trapped at home together for a week now. Count 'em. 7 whole days! My husband is taking them to their weekly Kung Fu lesson tonight and they'll be there for 3 hours. Only my teenage daughter to contend with and that's a piece of cake. Sigh. Bliss. 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.