true joy

The laughter of one's child from another room, flowers coming up through the soil where you planted a seed, the cool of the evening after the heat of the day, a front porch swing, a smile from someone as you enter a room, a day well spent, a son who brings the garbage can in without being asked, an old DVD player hanging from a front porch post, a husband who helps clear the table and works hard all day, a daughter who is finally home for dinner. these are true joys. these are real. I love my life.