Joy

I have decided that I'm not very good at starting a new blog post. It seems like the only words that come to me are: so, um, ya, and here's the thing. That is how I wanted to start this post, but it seems so.... uneducated? I guess I have something else I can learn more about. The subject of English was never my strong suit. I have found that I struggle communicating through words, written words, how I really feel and a lot of my sentences are fragments, or start out as a prepositional phrase. Pfff... maybe one day I will be good at it. Good thing I don't have a lot of readers. They might just get really bugged by my lack of knowledge. Anyway--

Now onto my Joy.

I found a wonderful friend, and it turns out she is my chiropractor. I met her last year when my little baby had such a hard first couple of months. She was/is a godsend. I can be a side of me that I can't be with most people, and that is mostly because they don't understand certain things about me and my life. It's okay. I'm not hurt, but it's really nice to have someone I can talk to about certain stuff.

Last month her husband got in a bad skiing accident. He broke his leg and I think another couple of bones. He is at his parents (3 hours away) with their 2 older kids and she works at the office taking on his load and hers and she has her 5 month old baby with her. I took her dinner the other night and sat and gabbed with her. It was much needed for both of us. I was telling her about my blog and about my journey of joy. It was fun talking about it and I shared with her some of the things that I have been doing to increase the joy in my life and savoring it when the time comes.

I went over to her house on Thursday with more dinner and an extra helping hand. Her Christmas decorations are still up so we talked and put things away. She told me about how much our last conversation about joy affected her. She then expressed things that she had been doing to increase her own joy and come back to the woman, wife, and mother she is.

I smiled inside. I savored that moment.

It's funny how the little moments in life can bring so much joy. This evening my husband and I sat on the floor in our sons room playing with him. He started to get frustrated because he couldn't undo the Velcro strap on his shoe. I made some funny noise and threw the shoe down and he just started to giggle. The more I did it the harder he laughed. I smiled thinking that a shoe and a funny noise could bring me to savor the moment of smiles and laughter. It was a pretty okay day!

What was your joy?