Simple joys

Sometimes it's the simplest joys that count the most.

For me just walking to the trash can was a pleasure today.  I haven't been able to walk across the room with any comfort in nearly four months and was beginning to believe I might never do so again.

I received a thank you note signed, "From the best ten year old ever!" complete with drawn on hearts and flourishes that made my day.

I heard from Bestest, which is often one of the constant highlights of my day, but today I also was able to listen to his interview about Harper Lee's new book on the radio.

I finished Go Set A Watchman last night and have another good book already started.

I have two movies on DVDs to watch this weekend and a frozen pizza ready to cook.

Life is good and I need to remember that because only last week it felt just the opposite.