On the way to pick up my son from wrestling practice I saw two women walking dogs. One of the women was laughing so delightedly I immediately felt envious of her friend and anyone else who knew her. I had an overwhelming desire to have her part of my life.

Then I wondered why I couldn’t be that laughing woman.  I’d be the one that made other people glad to be alive — even strangers in cars picking up their sons from wrestling practice.

Good plan, but I’ll have to work through some issues first. And maybe get a dog.