My youngest loves to hop, skip and jump everywhere we go. And I have to admit, when he’s holding my hand and pulling on my arm every two seconds while hop/skip/jumping it can start to get on my nerves. And then the other day I decided to let go and enjoy the moment. And I was struck by his pure joy. Even when doing something as simple as walking to the mailbox. There is nothing but happiness…and I so often I miss it. Today in the middle of Thanksgiving preparations I’m going to stop…take a breath…and look for moments of joy.
What have you noticed today?