A practice to deepen my feelings of gratitude and joy, so that I may learn to truly celebrate my life with grace and humility, and without apology.
Saturday, January 17, 2015
Day #17
This photo was taken after midnight last night, so I believe it technically qualifies for my post for today. I was lying on the end of our bed last night waiting for Doug and Ethan to finish their evening routines, when I looked into the darkened tv screen and saw this beautiful pattern of colours radiating from an LED bulb in our track lights. That made me happy enough, but I was excited to point it out to both Ethan and Doug, who came right away when I called to them. One by one each of them lay down on the bed right beside me and looked up at the reflection. It could be the connection of deteriorating oven mitts to the concept of entropy, a discovery or three in a new game, or the reflection of a light across a closed tv screen—what it is isn't what matters the most. The way we so easily share our experiences in the world with each other is what matters most to me, and that brings me a lot of joy.
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