Are We There Yet?

A few weeks ago I had the pleasure of taking my 3-year-old granddaughter, Dolly, to Savannah to see my daughter. From where we live it's a 4 hour drive, so I was anticipating excitement and drama. Thankfully, the drama was so little it isn't worth mentioning. Here's the point: I picked Dolly up early and, as we were approaching the expressway, I was overcome with this unexplainable feeling all over my body. I was as breathless as a woman in love. I felt like crying for no reason. I was cold and hot simultaneously. Wow!

When we got outside of Atlanta and I had time to collect myself, I came to the realization that what I was experiencing was.........euphoria. I was happy. I was happy and didn't even RECOGNIZE IT!

People, are we there yet? Talkative children will often ask that when traveling long distances, but I'm talking to us now. Are we missing out on the little things that make us happy, because we fail to see them? Or are our periods of sheer happiness so few and far between that we've forgotten what it feels like?

Let me redirect your attention to a quote I used a few months ago:

'Happiness is like a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.'
Nathaniel Hawthorne

Think on these things. Me too. Peace!