Tiny moments of happy

I’m looking for tiny moments of happy to overtake the general whiny and complaining attitude my spring schedule has brought to my life. (It’s hard to believe I’m talking about a spring schedule when it was a high of 39 degrees today.) I was already to sit down and tell you my tale of woe and why I think our world is a little off its rocker. But I decided it wouldn’t help. So, I sat back and thought about my day and the teeny, tiny moments that made me smile even when I felt like it couldn’t be possible.

My heart was happy this morning when my little ten-year-old dressed as Clara Barton recited her speech for her History Lives project. IMG_2236

I got goosebumps at the dentist’s office when I was commiserating with the dentist about the craziness of life (he’s a parent of four as well). We were discussing Ethan’s chipped tooth and I told him I suspected he had eaten the waffle frozen and Gigs piped up and stood up for her twin and said she was certain she heard the click of the toaster which meant he had to have toasted it. She stood up for the guy who finds a way to irritate every last one of her nerves.

I giggled when Ethan asked me if I picked my eyebrows. I told him I plucked them and he thought that was hysterical and told me I looked hot even in my slippers.

I rolled my eyes at myself as I looked down as I was walking out to the car in a long down coat, tights and a pair of slippers. I looked like I was some deranged housewife and knew it must be true if I was actually going to get ice cream during the last of the Polar Vortex. But I went out anyway and cranked up the heat in the car, turned on the seat heaters and went through the drive-thru at Bruster’s. The kids and I shivered through our ice cream and found a piece of happy I thought I might have lost in the midst of the chaos.

And my heart grew three times bigger as I watched Alex show Ethan some things on his phone. No doubt they were highly inappropriate for a seven-year-old’s eyes but they were together and happy and not finding a new way to torment each other.

So I guess that’s all I can do…look for the moments even if they’re tinier than tiny. They’re mine and they’re happy. They make my world feel like it’s spinning properly even if the great big world seems to be off its axis a bit.

One comment on “Tiny moments of happy

  1. Michelle James on said:

    Julie, thanks for sharing your little moments. It is the little things that make life so pleasurable. Have a wonderful day.

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