Ode To Joy
I spent most of my weekend agonizing over words that wouldn’t come.
I want to write about something beautiful, to regale all of you with an exciting story.
Now here I am, starting the week, struggling to come up with something to say. I want so badly to catch fire. But my tired body and equally tired mind just aren’t having it. When I get like this, it has a way of making me feel a little sad.
This is when I need to talk myself off the ledge, because sometimes it is simply too hard to seize the day. I need to remember that joy isn’t about taking on the world. It is about love and the most beautiful things imaginable, the things you can never put a price on, and how they are right in front of me.
Joy isn’t a one-size-fits-all proposition. We each have our own unique definition of it. And this is what it looks like to me.
Two pups who think I’m the best mommy ever.
And knowing I have this day.
Another day of life.
Another chance to get it right.
In the end I got to write about something beautiful after all.
Have an amazing week everyone.