the happiest of things.

In the times when I feel like I've forgotten happy, I surprise myself. Happy comes in the simplest of things... ...a belly laugh on our new trampoline...
...mother-in-law front flipping...

...and enjoying it...

...a best friend letting go...

...baby asian toes and black painted toes in spring's new grass; still tainted by winter but allowing new to peek through...

...the biggest red bow you've ever seen...

It's true. I'm telling you. Happy sneaks up on me lately. But it emerges quickly; exploding out of the unknown places, the stored up places.

The things that make me happiest are moments. Not things.

They are people, whose lives have been shattered in ways that I have not experienced--laughing. Rejoicing. embracing. Praising. encouraing. Inspring.

LIVING. LIVING. LIVING.

What is your happy?