Joy?

Tonight we light the third candle representing joy. And so I pause.

One year ago today I awoke for the first time in my life under a roof that I put over my own head. Joy, oh joy seemed so reluctant, resentful and recalcitrant but I knew, we both knew, that it was no longer to be found in one another. To find my own I had to release her to find hers, and she to mine.

This awakening to joy continues a year later as I put one foot in front of the other – weeping with those in anguish, rejoicing with those enraptured, seeking Wisdom wherever She cries out, writing from the depths of my soul (not as frequently as I want), serving in my career with rigor & honor and loving/providing for my children as best as I can.