Oh My Joy

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What is true joy?  I guess people really have their own definitions of what is joy and what is not.  What is joy for me, may not be joy for something else.  I’ve been thinking a lot about joy the last couple of days.  And everyone keeps telling me to not let anyone steal my joy.  I didn’t take time to think about what my joy was, but I think I’ll share it now that I have been thinkin’ on it.

My joy… Oh my joy is little feet traipsing around my carpet clumsily.  It’s this tiny, two foot tall little person bouncing off walls and doors and furniture.  It’s her stuffing three cookies in her mouth and then trying to figure out how to chew it all and then when she realizes she can’t, putting one soggy cookie in my hand to save for later.  It is the fact that she seems to love pizza/spaghetti sauce but not necessarily the noodles or crust.  It is laying her down and looking at her sweet little curls while she sleeps.  My joy is her sweet little angel voice saying “eye” when she points to her eye.  Or “Hi Mama!!”  That is all my joy.

My biggest joy will be when she feels the same joy I think.  When she has a child of her own to love this much.  Won’t that just be heaven.  I wonder if that’s how my momma feels??

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About stepheniejones

I'm currently an advisor in the College of Education at Texas Tech. I have a sweet baby girl named Aubree. I'm currently getting my Master's in Counselor Education with an emphasis on Community Counseling. I feel really called to be a counselor. I'm really excited! I enjoy reading, crocheting, good music, and good friends.

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