At the bar at Charlie Palmer at The Joule Hotel, Dallas, watching the bachelorette next to me unwrap her presents gleefully and I’m so wanting to participate in her joy. It reminds me of my girlfriends and their special moments but then, for so many of them – baby showers, hens nights, weddings – I just couldn’t participate in the joy. I was so unhappy and very cynical of the joy surrounding me.
Could it be that the measure of joy in my own life is now enough, not only to mirror that which I see around me but also to want to actively participate in it with them. With total strangers?
I’m so happy for her.

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