Oh the Happy

Oh the Happy. 

For me Living Passionately means finding the Happy in life.

Oh the Happy every time this little man laughs. 

Noah's laugh is contagious. 

Hard. 

Pure.

Soulful.

Often I think he may pass out from the joy that exudes from his tiny body.

He never has - Instead, he usually falls over.

Oh the Happy each time this man laughs with the same intensity as our Noah.

Oh the Happy.

This man loves me. 

Everyday he loves me. 

In moments that are hard.

Times that are ugly.

When joy is everywhere we look.

If happy is across my face.

Or if tears continue to stream down.

He simply loves me.

Oh the Happy.

He kisses my nose so often that keeping count is impossible.

Oh the Happy.

 He falls asleep most evenings holding my hand.

Oh the Happy that he rarely will go to bed without me. Sitting beside me, holding my hand, until I am done reading a book, checking emails, or writing a bit here.

 Oh the Happy.

Oh the Happy when these two nap together.

Every Saturday & Sunday this is my view.

You can find me curled up in a chair next to theirs.

There will never be enough words to describe the joy that fills my heart when I look at these two.

My hope is that you are living passionately. Searching for the joy. Happiness. Beauty in your life at all times. Be sure to notice everything, before it passes you by. Even when life is rough around the edges there is still joy to be found. Find it.

~Brit

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