In college, a friend and I committed to "keeping love and joy alive" by paying tribute to the ideals themselves. Whenever we got together we would "love/joy"- share one way we'd experienced love and one way we'd experienced joy that day. Even on the worst of days, we could still dig and find these things to be true: we are loved & we experience joy. Here are mine for this week:
love//
While he was at work, I sent Jake a photo of me and the babe. He replied, "That's my family."
joy//
My parents are coming to town this Saturday. An afternoon spent with my parents and my sister's family? I've been counting down the days and looking forward to it all week.
Family, family, family. There's nothing better in my book. That we've got a chunky, precious, 5 week old in ours now too is all the love and joy I can about handle.
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