I’m feeling sublimely happy this evening. I was just standing in the kitchen frying up some italian sausage to put on a pizza and I noticed.
I noticed the swell in my chest. Goodness, contentedness expanding from my heart and bursting forth.
Maybe it came from hearing my kids play all afternoon with no fighting. Maybe it was how the Mr is home from work and it’s not even dark yet. Certainly a new contributor is that I was just called outside to see Enzo cruising down the street on his bike for the first time, pedaling hard and looking like a pro.
It could be all of that, or none of it. I’m just happy.