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Day 2: What brings joy into your life?

Joy isn’t a word I use very much, I can’t recall a time where I thought of a situation or experience that I considered to be joyful. I think of terms like fun, excitement, excellent, etc but joy rarely comes to mind. So before writing this I had to think of what I consider joy and joyful to be, I may even have looked up the definition to help me out. The first thing that comes to mind when I think of joy is actually the Happy Happy, Joy Joy mind-washing helmet from Ren and Stimpy.

Ren and Stimpy wasn't weird, at all.

Ren and Stimpy wasn’t weird, at all.

If I think about it seriously though (and stop looking at that gif) there are a lot of things that bring me joy, most of which can be directly related to Jarrod. When he picks me up after work and we drive home I sometimes think that if someone had asked me 5 years ago “where do you think you’ll be in 5 years” I can guarantee my answer wouldn’t have been in a loving relationship, where I feel safe and comfortable and happy. It probably wouldn’t have included living in my own house with mortgage being my only debt, I probably would have had no idea and been more worried about the unpredictability I used to go home to every day.

So, I feel joy in coming home with the man I love every day to the house we’re slowly making into our home, the home that I sometimes still walk into and think “hmm, is this really mine?” because it sometimes seems like an impossibility that this is the turn my life made. It brings me joy to know I was able to get a second chance and turn what I had into something a lot more amazing.