A muggy pool. A cement seat made comfortable by the blanket and pillow we remembered to throw in the car last minute. Several hours spent watching my firstborn compete. A quick visit with a person I hold dear, even though I don't spend any sort of regular time with her.
A brief tour of her new home. Shared joy at their good fortune. Happiness that I can call her "friend".
Two kids sleeping on the way home. Time to ponder the deeper meaning of life. Recognizing that real life is full of joy for the taking---in watching my boy become a better swimmer, in seeing my girl writing letter-like symbols, in catching up with a friend, in driving through the beauty of rain and snow with a reward of bright leaves at the end---if I'll just open my eyes to it.
A joyfully full day. Indeed.





