- back massage
- living close enough to mom & dad that I can stop by spontaneously
- garlic bread
- Smartwool socks
- 2nd grade jokes: "Mrs. Beverly, how many months have 28 days?" "Just February - the rest have 30 or 31 days." "Nope, they all do!" How did I fall for that?!
It was one of those nights. As I watched each hour tick away, I became more frustrated that my mind wouldn’t stop racing. I began to dwell on the irritating moments of my day, and let my aggravation take over, until God intervened. I suddenly realized how often I overlook those harder to notice moments that remind us why life is worth living. As a result, I decided I would make a more conscious effort to seek out the moments of joy in each day. Perhaps it will inspire you to do the same.
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