Do you ever find joy in just knowing you survived the day?  That's kind of how today was...and well, that is how a lot of my days have been lately.  I don't mean that they have been awful days, but rather that I have been able to find actual joy in just knowing I did enough.  No, I didn't save the world today, but I did enough to call it a day.  I'm still alive, breathing, slowly progressing, and I still have love and friends and wonderful family in my life.  Some days that is really just good enough for me.  Seems like there is so much pressure on everyone to live such extraordinary lives, but honestly some of the best days have just been the simple ones.

So go ahead and be joyful in your so-called mediocre day.  Be delighted in yourself for doing the dishes, and walking the dog, and talking to your friend, and letting yourself relax.  After all, if all that "average day" stuff was stripped away from you, you would miss it more than you could ever realize.

When I was in the hospital I missed my friends and family, but you know what I missed most after that?  

Carpet.

Seriously.

Dig your toes in and enjoy getting to walk around on your carpet to your own bed.

And not tiled hospital floors.

Carpet.

Good ol' warm, fluffy, stained, taken-for-granted carpet.   :)