Things no one told me about joy… It shows up in the weight of three people trying to fit into one hug It’s a family car ride, where the destination doesn’t matter It comes in a song that was waiting for you all along It doesn’t always look perfect, sometimes it’s a tongue on your cheek and two kids who think chaos is comedy Sometimes it’s the quiet act of showing up & recording a memory no one else thought to capture You find it in laughter that leaves petals tangled in your hair and grass stains on your dress Joy is realizing that silence isn’t empty, it’s restorative