While my mom was sick I did not take the time to drop notes into my happy jar
But that doesn't mean that even in those tough days that there weren't moments that made me happy
There were many
The way the sun rose and peaked through the trees as I was walking into the hospital on the morning she passed
The feel of her skin as I held her hand
How he showed up, no questions asked because he knew I needed him there
The way he pulled me in close
The laughter in the hospital room when my nieces and nephews were there, and the smile on my moms face as they ran about the room
The challenge of washing her hair and the laughter that ensued
How our family came together
The phone calls, the text messages . . . so much love
The moments in the backyard
Handstands and cartwheels
How he had us blow a kiss from the grandkids after a group hug
Yes, there were so many little moments
Weaved between the tears and sadness my heart grew two sizes
If we take the time to look for it we can find a bit of happy in any situation