My weekend with my daughter is over for another couple weeks. This is typically the “let-down” time for me as I return to a quiet apartment and kill some time before going to bed.
It was a good weekend, though she suffered part of the weekend through a “tummy ache” and a bumped nose that drew only tears. The highlight was hugging her and assuring her she’d be okay as I agreed to get her a couple crunchy tacos from Taco Bell (her favorite).
Returning home to Facebook I came across a video posted by a mom. In the video several kids push plastic cars along a quiet, suburban street. Each car was attached by string to make a train of cars. Some kids pushed while others rode.
Mom laughed her heart out. Her joy was infectious.
It made me think: when was the last time I laughed — really laughed out of an abundance of joy in my heart?
I can’t remember.
That makes me sad.