Sunday, March 29, 2020
Seeing the Joy
Friday night I sat in our basement cutting out cardstock balloons, thirteen of them, because I couldn't go to the store to buy any. Too risky.
I wrapped thirteen gifts, some were candy, hair ties, some were special things she had been wishing for.
I stacked them all up on the couch for her the morning of her birthday while she got dressed and ready for video calls, presents, and photos.
She was so happy. I sometimes wish I could capture joy and save it in a reserve somewhere for those moments when joy is needed. But instead, I have to find joy in memories, in future joys to come, and in the hope that there will always be joy.
May these pictures of a happy thirteen-year-old bring you some joy.