{"id":12969,"date":"2023-11-16T06:55:00","date_gmt":"2023-11-16T13:55:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thewritespot.us\/marlenecullenblog\/?p=12969"},"modified":"2023-11-11T09:57:25","modified_gmt":"2023-11-11T16:57:25","slug":"simple-joy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thewritespot.us\/marlenecullenblog\/simple-joy\/","title":{"rendered":"Simple Joy"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center has-vivid-red-color has-text-color\">Memorable writing that sparks imagination. Lean in. Hear the writer\u2019s voice on the page.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Simple Joy<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>By DSBriggs<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Joy is . . .<\/p>\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n<p>Hearing a tail thump when I walk in the room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Watching my dog at the dog park as he smiles<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>and checks in before running off again.<\/p>\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n<p>Talking to my sister after a long period of silence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Being with my niece and her family.<\/p>\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n<p>Today,\u00a0joy was sitting with a close friend, talking about family recipes, <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>remembering how thankful I am for our friendship.<\/p>\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n<p>Shared laughter is joyous.<\/p>\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n<p>Some days joy is being outside on a good weather day. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>You know, warm but not too warm or cold but not too cold. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The \u201cwhy we live in California \u201c type day.<\/p>\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n<p>Joy, is seeing a tree in a different way and the interaction of sunlight and leaves.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Joy is watching the mad dash of squirrels racing around an oak tree.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Joy is watching puppies, kittens and goats&nbsp; play.<\/p>\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n<p>Joy is watching toddlers exploring their world.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It\u2019s also seeing the family enjoying time together.<\/p>\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n<p>Joy is a handwritten card or letter from a friend.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It\u2019s finishing the last stitch successfully and finally!<\/p>\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n<p>Joy is a clutter-free kitchen table and a newly mopped floor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Joy is finding my lost earring or re-finding a good book or picture.<\/p>\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n<p>Joy is a pain-free walk.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Greater joy is seeing or being in the mountains.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n<p>Joy is quiet calmness with a good cup of tea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Donna Briggs<\/strong> writes under the name DSBriggs.&nbsp;Donna and Moose, live in Northern California. 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