Tell me something happy. Rollerblading up and down the streets of my neighborhood I can describe the anguish in one house after the other:
a baby born still
a house under foreclosure after the loss of a job
a teenage son in jail for burglary
a marriage broken by addiction
the sudden brain-surgery of a mother of two newly born twins and three older daughters
debilitating depression
a grandmother with Leukemia
a father who abandons his wife and 6 children for one of his clients (he was a marriage counselor)
I’ve watched so many lives change in an instant that I celebrate with anyone who is having a season of peace and happiness (and travel!). I especially like those who can find happiness in the midst of sorrow.
My heart is being eased by thinking about a glorious trip to Sun Valley next weekend, where my sister and I will eat delicious meals, skate in the sun for hours and watch romantic comedies.
Tell me something good in your world– a healthy body, a dream wedding, a new quilt on your bed– tell me something happy. Let’s celebrate together.