"Happy Hour"

A wise woman... knows that “happy hour” isn't reserved for Friday at 5:00 pm.

Goodness knows I look forward to Friday night. Perhaps like many of you, I will often celebrate the end of a work week with a few libations in front of the fireplace, surrounded by good friends. There's a collective feeling of "ahhhhh" in the room that promotes lively conversation about the week gone by, and the weekend ahead.

But is this the ONLY hour during the week that we can call happy?

When I take time to pause and be in the moment during my day, there seems to be happy hours 'round the clock. It all depends on how I'm looking at my life.

Given more thought, I realize that happy hour for me is a quiet Monday morning cup of coffee, snuggles on the couch with my daughter, cooking with my husband after a long day, or an unexpected conversation with someone that leaves me feeling great.

What if we spent as much time looking forward to the happy hours in each day as much as we look forward to Friday evening? To me that sounds like a life truly enjoyed.

What’s your “happy hour” today?