Yesterday was a good day. It’s been a while since I’ve had a genuinely good day and because of that, I think God decided to paint my day with laughter. Deep stomach-pinching sweet laughs.
I woke up that morning to a text from a friend that made a smile burst onto my face. During church service, I spent time laughing with some more friends at intentional (and unintentional) funny moments.
I spent the latter half of the day goofing around and giggling with some more friends. We were laughing at nothing in particular but the laughs were rich and meaty and left me feeling full. When I got home last night, my feet were a bit blistered, due to a poor choice of shoes. But the good outweighed the bad. Yesterday, a friend reminded me of something I forgot (which I often do):
“Instead of looking at what I don’t have, I’m grateful for what I do.”
Grateful for good days.