Perhaps It Is a Happy New Year


I’ve decided that the annoyance one feels when hearing the sound of a crying baby is proportional to the joy one feels when hearing the sound of a baby laughing. I was at the grocery store earlier and a small lad (probably just hit the 1 year mark and was barely toddling) was grabbing his dad’s leg, testing out his newfound mobility and cackling like he was having the time of his life (which he probably was).

As I listened to him belly laugh at the absurdity of absolutely everything (Wouldn’t that be nice?) my paternal instincts kicked in and I found myself grinning from ear to ear. I was filled with a pleasant elation that no drug could ever hope to reproduce. I’m still feeling it.

We’re told to enjoy the little things in life. Well this tyke was little and I certainly enjoyed him. Thanks tiny dude. You really made my day. May you never let life strip you of your happiness. 🙂

5 thoughts on “Perhaps It Is a Happy New Year

  1. What a beautiful ending to a charming post! “May you never let life strip you of your happiness” is perfect.
    (And you will probably find as you get older — I assume you’re still young, sorry! — that the sound of a crying child will turn your heart over. I never find it annoying. I find it heart-breaking, and feel weepy, myself — but then, I’m a mom, so there’s that!)

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    • Well first, thank you for your comment. I’m not sure I could get away with saying I’m young (50 is right around the corner) so I suspect the difference between us may be that I lack a certain maternal instinct? In any case, this little guy filled me with such joy and I longed to have that kind of unrestricted love of life again. Kids are great reminders of so many things we’ve lost as adults. I’m glad you liked my posts. 🙂

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      • My apologies — I assumed you were younger! Well, you SOUND young and energetic, anyway.
        Yes, it’s lovely to see the unrestrained joy of children when they’re happy (and very moving to see their unashamed sadness when they’re sad).
        I prefer the happiness bit, of course, but there’s much to learn from their sadness, as well.

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