Coming downstairs to find freshly picked wildflowers on the kitchen table. A small bouquet of oranges, reds and yellows left by roommate Liz is a great start to the week.
You've had four too many drinks and can hardly stand up. Good friends hold your hand, get you water and take you home. Thanks, friends. You make me smile between advil and visits to the bathroom.
The older I am, the more excited I get for my friends when good things happen to them. Weddings, babies, trips, promotions, new houses...I genuinely share in their excitement and love to see them happy.
...even though I'm sure I get a tiny bit jealous every now and then.