I was making a joke with my daughter today.
She had been the waitress for our morning tea with my parents (pinwheel scone, apricot scones anyone?)
She was very graceful.
Still in her pyjamas she came to each of us and asked what we would like, diligently took our order down with pad and pen. After a trip to the kitchen to sister who was doling out the just out of the oven peices of deliciousness, waitress arrived back with scone and lashings of butter...
After the second round of morning tea, pad and pen in hand she asked me what i would like.
I said "a daughter who would give me a footspa and brush my hair".
And so she listened.
She set it up and bought my computer to me and here i sit.
Being pampered.
Soon i get a foot massage, to be dressed up in clothes of her choice and get makeup.
And she said "It is easy to make you happy"
How could i not be with love like that around me?
Finding happy has not always been easy for me,
it is easy to see hard and pain.
But finding happy easy should be something children learn right through school.
I am not into denying sad.
But lingering there eats away at all the things i need to send me out into my courageous life.
So i want to celebrate the love i have around me
and that it IS easy to make me happy