Joy is:

  • snuggling with a sleepy puppy
  • staying in and wearing sweatpants
  • Chemex coffee out of your friend's favorite mug
  • afternoon sunlight
  • planning for a new knitting project
  • unraveling a completed knitted project I never really liked
  • homemade maple-glazed scones
  • discussing the merits of eyebrow pencil
  • FaceTiming with my mom to look at fabrics and plan her next quilt
  • Sunday supper of roasted brussels sprouts and chicken legs
  • enduring friendships
  • realizing answered prayers and insight years later
  • reliving the joys and hardships of the last year, and praising God for all of it

Joy is brimming out of my heart right now.


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