But if you know me, please pretend like you didn't read this when we talk. I'm only confessing this here because I feel like I need to and it seems easier when it's a faceless void. I don't really like discussing this in person when I'm going through it. It bugs me to have someone concerned about me.
So... today's Joyful Moment? I think that would have to be sort of a vicarious Joyful Moment from when Little M got seriously giddy over a new box of cereal this morning--Quaker Oat Squares. They are tasty, but it was ridiculous how excited and giggly he was over the anticipation of eating them. And it was good for me to see that kind of reckless abandon for experiencing joy.
I really need to be more like my kids.