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Saturday, January 8, 2011

Pure Joy

I always wondered what "pure joy" looked like and I think I have finally found it in this picture of my two grandchildren swimming late in the evening in Lake Michigan, close to our long-time cottage in northern Michigan. Another picture which I received in a Christmas card this year also strikes me as a picture of "pure joy." This little girl is Anabelle Tousand, granddaughter of long-time friends of ours. What could be more wonderful to see than the innocent joy found so often in children? And given what joy looks like, what does it sound like? Well, for me, it sounds like the Chicago Symphony playing its Christmas Christmas program which I attended this past holiday as a present from my daughter and her husband. When you close your eyes and just listen, it is heaven! And what does "pure joy" feel like? Well, for me, it was getting into bed the other night with crisp, clean, fitted sheets that felt so cool and lovely that I almost soared. What is "pure joy" for you?