Chickens.
Chickens crossed to our house from the farm across the road.
Amidst the worry about work issues, the anxiety about my daughter’s college move-in, and our endless organization tasks that need to happen now (not a month or a year from now, but now), I laughed.
I laughed at chickens marching toward the mower.
Man, mower, chickens
I laughed at chickens eluding my dogs at the window.
Dogs, window, chickens
I laughed at chickens letting my daughter herd them across the road.
Daughter herding chickens
And I remembered . . . it’s okay to move everything else aside for a few minutes of laughter.
When it doesn’t feel okay and nothing seems right, take a breath and let laughter find you.