Joy

As far back as I can remember, I was the kid who would ride to the supermarket with gram for last minute Christmas necessities.
All these years later, nothing has changed.
I went to the grocery store to pick up a cheeseball––because as trashy as they sound––they're delicious and always the first thing to be mopped off the plate.
Standing in an ocean of angry holiday hosts, a smile emerged from the tide and I found my place in a short line.
Once to the cash register, I had a pleasant exchange with a Ralph's employee who was earning double pay and headed to her family tomorrow.  Her outlook reminded me:
We all have the power to enjoy the present.
I left glowing and ready for a brilliant Christmas Eve!