winning

Kasen's winning smile! February, 2013.
My nephew won the lottery...I mean an ice scraper...at a pancake breakfast this morning.

Part of his joy came from this being an unexpected gift. He thought we were just going out for pancakes. Who knew there would be prizes involved!

Part of his joy simply came from hearing his name called over the loud speaker.

Part of his joy was in not being left out. Two of his sisters had already won prizes.

Part of his joy was in what he won. Face it, an ice scraper to a six-year-old is like battle armor...a sword to slay the snow and ice that threatens to overtake windshields everywhere.

My joy was in being reminded to celebrate our victories. No matter how big, no matter how small. Be they mine or be they yours.

EMBRACE WINNING.


Listening to Billionaire by Travie McCoy.



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