Joy

Joy
Joy

After being in a bit of a funk all day, my girls climbed onto my feet and would not get off. Even though I could barely walk, I chose to change how I was viewing this. Instead of getting irritated and annoyed, I decided to allow their joy infect me just a little. And that small crack turned into a big one. Before I knew it, my funk was lifting. And only because I chose to let my armor slide momentarily. I’m glad I did.

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