Sometimes, a picture is truly worth a thousand words. There are certain moments of joy that can best be expressed through our physical actions. We jump, dance, somersault, and shout so that everyone can hear. The joy we feel simply electrifies our bodies and manifests itself through public performance.
But there are also those times when joy is shared quietly with your hand in another, the tight clasp of a hug, or a long talk with a friend. Our joy is whispered and shared closely with someone we trust implicitly. Our joy is then magnified simply because we shared it with someone who cares.
I have been blessed in recent days to have felt joy in both ways. But the best part in each instance was the ability to share it. Maybe that's what makes joy complete - letting someone else in on that feeling that makes life so precious.
2 comments:
Love the pic, Luanne. I hope you didn't land on the bad ankle!! We were in NYC last Tuesday, wish would could have been there to see the race!
Great pictures! Have you ever wondered why we raise our arms when we cross the finish line? Why don't we flap our arms like we're a bird or something?
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