Joy is not a suitcase packed for vacation
We work ourselves to exhaustion
and drive eath other to our limits.
We aim for that elusive destination
that never seems to get much closer.
We strive for the better life of our dreams.
The more we have the more we want
when really we need so little to be happy.
Joy doesn't have to be a target.
It's as simple as our daily habits.
It's being in the moment
Appreciating a warm smile
Extending a caring word
Making a moment's pause
Taking a detour for fresh air
Sitting in the garden...
Joy is gathering these precious moments,
appreciating the present and feeling gratitude.
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
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