I remember all too well that place I was in 2 1/2 years ago...on the verge of burnout, literally feeling like I had nothing left to give, and wanting to crawl in a hole. I had become numb to that scene in my backyard. I want these familiar scenes to tug at my heart strings every.single.time, because they should, and they need to.
And how about that sweet, sweet smile? Joy isn't about what you have, is it? It's a choice we must make daily.