Sometimes you just get tired of hurting, tired of complaining, and tired of being tired.

Fortunately for me, I found a few minutes this weekend to stand on my back porch and forget about my own problems.  Instead, I concentrated on my girls.

I love their joy.  I love their ability to overlook the cold and the chill to find something fun.  I love that they did the best with what they had, and didn’t complain about what they’re missing (i.e. boots for my oldest. <mother shame.>)

They just focused on the now and found joy.

And because they did, I did too.

So that’s my goal for today:  find the joy in the now.  Even if the now sucks a little bit.