Little Joys
I appreciate small joys.
The other day, I was riding the down escalator at Sears with my mom. She was a few steps down in front of me. And she proceeded to put her arms on the rails, straighten her arms (lifting her up a bit) and shuffle her feet – not unlike a giddy five year old. And I asked her, “Mom, what are you doing?”
She replied, “Practicing kick-boxing.”
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