When adoption or fertility are especially on my mind, I can sometimes get bogged down in the in the sorrow and loss which are attached to them. I think it's right to grieve for yourself or others, or to grow angry at injustice. But, for me, there is a danger of losing sight of joy. I owe it to myself and to the people in my life not to let that happen.
I am not ambitious enough to record three beautiful things every day. But I would like to note them here from time to time, for my own sake, to balance out some of the heavier things on my mind. May they be a reminder to me of the ever-present joy.
Three beautiful things for today:
- The daffodils which have lately emerged from from their underground rest
- Homemade vanilla ice cream
- Lazy afternoon frolicking with your husband while your child is with his grandparents