Simple Joy
Before the birth of my girls, I would have considered myself to be a happy person. In general, my disposition was such that I had a positive life outlook, even if mired by the cynicism caused by the slings and arrows of life. However, even though I considered myself happy, I felt that the greater emotion of joy eluded me. Although not defined as such, I’ve always considered joy to be more of a long-term personality or character trait, whereas happiness can be fleeting.
Now that my girls are born, however, I find myself amazed at what it’s like to behold a face of innocence that transparently reflects a joy that I lack. Interestingly, one look from my girls instantly transfers their joy so that it becomes my own. How can you not look at a face of such pure joy and not feel likewise?







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Amy | March 29th, 2006 at 11:08 am #
You couldn’t! Each morning starts the same for me–I walk into the babies’ room and say, “Good morning, babies!” and they light up the room with their smiles. Any trace of sleepiness or cynicism washes away in that moment. I love getting them up in the mornings.
Precious picture, BTW.
Nomad | April 3rd, 2006 at 12:22 pm #
You know, she REALLY looks like a Fay in that picture. I wonder if Grandma brings out dad’s genes in her.