Joy.
What brings me joy?
Feeling my own face, that I've smoothly shaved; no stubble.
Leaf blowers, noisey lawn mowers and barking dogs.....when mercifully, at long last, they stop!
Quite a few flavours: a good, juicy mango that drips all over my chin. A mocha when it's made properly = dancing between first the sharp bitter coffee taste and then the sweet, sugary chocolate burst. A potato baked in its jacket when it's smothered in butter. Ruth's sweet and sour. Ocean Spray cranberry juice.
A good shower after a sweaty exercise workout.
Remembering Ruth's laugh/giggle.
A kookaburra or even better a group of kookaburras laughing.
A student with a good answer.
A Spirit led prayer.
A wise insight that is maybe not even new or novel but is appropriate and ministers to the moment.
A compliment that is fitting.
Having someone to care for and someone who cares for me.
Each day is another step closer to home. Each day I can wake up with wonder and excitement asking "Will this be the day?!" Each time I leave home I can wonder if this will be the outing that ends me in my final destination. Will I return to this flat? Will I be driving my car back again on its return journey?
