A local café carries these freshly-baked granola bars.
They are TO. DIE. FOR.
Fresh grains, sunflower seeds and other assorted nuts, moist cranberries…
Some thirty minutes from my house, I’m not able to visit often, but when I do I nearly salivate over this healthy treat.
Warren just happened to be doing some work for the owners, earlier this week.
A week in which the moon has been filling out, creating chaos for the lives that bask in its glow.
Let me just say that if I hadn’t witnessed it again and again over these past five years, I would never believe the full moon stories.
But the the round, bright ball that fills the night sky really does wreak havoc on our psyches, especially the younger ones.
The one-hundred-twelve students that I am responsible for throughout the course of the day truly do become crazed.
That expression, bouncing off the walls doesn’t even begin to describe the erratic behaviors.
Couple that with the internal commotion I was feeling after a CT scan showed a cyst-laden, enlarged ovary that was perfectly fine ten months ago, and I was beat by the time I arrived home Wednesday evening.
I let out a delighted gasp—honestly, it felt like Christmas for a five-year-old—when I saw the plastic container with this single baked good sitting on my counter…
Thank you, Warren.
I needed that…
What about you? What Happy Happens moment(s) brought a smile to your face this week? And, if you didn’t take note of any, will you be more mindful in the days to come?
p.s. I had a vaginal ultrasound on Friday, in which the tech said the ovary was back to normal size and there were no signs of cysts. I’m feeling much better, but still looking forward to the follow-up with my OB-GYN in a few weeks…