I have kept journals and what I call my Joy List for most of my life. My Joy List consists of moments in my life that were truly happy. Obscure moments - of tactile, sensory driven moments of joy. I have waited to have my Mom near me most of my life so that I could spoil her and show her how much I loved her . Finally, after a rough 6 months, and a long tedious week of travel and upheaval - I had the weekend I always imagined. My Mom sitting in our garden - the three of us. Gardening, napping, chatting, relaxing. A day I always imagined and hoped for for the three of us. It could not have been more perfect. It was a beautiful day, and the garden was neglected but blooming. I couldn't have been happier and more relieved. Today went on my Joy List. I love you Mom. I love you Tim.
