I like to think of myself more as a realist instead of a pessimist. The news we read, see, and hear is mostly negative, and it is hard to not have our views slightly skewed the same way. It makes me think of the three monkeys who hear, speak, and see no evil. We all wish we could just cover our eyes, ears, and mouths some days. But every now and then, things surprise me, and I find myself smiling from the small light of good news and/or good deeds.
Today, as I was driving home, I had one of those moments. Every year, Auburn has an event where fathers take their young daughters (under ten) to a local ballroom for a night of dinner and dancing. Every year, it seems I happen to drive by just as all the dads are parking and getting their girls out of the car. The men are dressed in suits and ties and the girls have on their Sunday best. Hand in hand, the girls usually skip to the front door with the sheer excitement of spending a whole night with dad. It is so heartwarming to see little things that make us stop and appreciate family when we are constantly running through the hectic motions of daily life.
I know it is not the same to read about these moments as it is to experience them, but I wanted to show that I am not always the Wicked Witch of Blogs.
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