I’ve decided to be joyful in my now.

I know – I decide this often. Over and over again I decide I’ll do it. Over and over again I recommit myself to it.

There is so much to be joyful about. There are so many reasons to smile. Even as I write this, I can feel the corners of my mouth turn up – and I haven’t even begun to list the many reasons yet.

There are the Ping-Pong games I played with my child. Yeah, he beat me. He beat me badly a number of times, but boy did we laugh. There are the peonies from my friend’s garden. There are the figs that my husband just dropped into the salad he’s making for dinner. Anticipatory joy.

There’s every time I pick up the Advanced Reader Copy of to the moon and back, and I see that it’s a book. A real book. My brother is here for the holiday weekend. I got a text from my childhood Church friends. Sitting in the passenger seat of the car as my youngest practices his driving. And on and on.

I’ve decided to be joyful even when it’s tough. Lean into the suck. Embrace the s—t. And look for joy. The sunshine, flowers, music, hugs. And on and on. By grace I am almost always able to pull myself out a bit and find a way to release. And find a way to joy.

That’s pretty much all I have to say about this for now, as I sit here in my now.

I’ve decided to be joyful in my now.

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