Thankfulness.
What does it mean?
It is standing at the counter scrubbing dishes for the fourth time that day and not focusing on how weary I am from the mundane. But being thankful for the soap that smells like citrus and the homemade dishcloth with green and white speckles.  Smiling at the antics of the child dancing and swirling underfoot as I wipe the crumbs and sweep the floor.  Laughing at the spilled cup, thanking God for the healthy two yr. old learning to drink like a big girl.
May your day be filled with joy.
Joy that is real, that you can feel deep within your being.
Joy that speaks life.