I have a problem with the word “ordinary”. It’s a dirty word like… “average” or “normal”. And, with no offense meant to the author of this prompt, I particularly have a problem with the word “ordinary” preceding the word “joy”. I find any moment of pure joy, large or small, to be far from ordinary. That being said…
I posted this picture already this year but looking at it still gives me the same joyous feeling which, if you know me at all, is rather miraculous. See, I took it on the way to work. That’s the sunrise… as in morning… and I am NOT a morning person. I usually drive to work on auto-pilot. That morning I had to stop in the middle of the road (not a major highway) just to get the picture. Apparently I needed a few reminders that day of ordinary, in-the-present-moment things for which I should be joyful.
I needed to be reminded that I was blessed with yet another day of life. Joy.
I needed to be reminded that where I work is beautiful. Joy.
I needed to be reminded that I have gainful employment outside the confines of a corporate box and can, though things are more than a little tight, provide for my boys. Joy.
Does the wingèd life destroy;
But he who kisses the joy as it flies
Lives in eternity's sunrise.”