yesterday, one of the speakers at church was talking about joy. she asked us all to think about the last time we felt real joy. not a high from buying something we wanted, not satisfaction from a good meal, you get the point.
while she was saying this, mikey and i were smiling at each other. and i almost started to cry.
cause i can honestly say that since he's been born, i feel real joy every single day. maybe not all day, every day - things like shots, NICU, screaming in the car, raw butt fiascos, spitting up blood; those things keep us grounded and in reality, but i feel real joy everyday at least at some point. and most of the time, it is an all day thing.
what a blessing.