Joy chose you

Joy does not arrive with a fanfare

on a red carpet strewn with flowers of a perfect life

Joy sneaks in

as you pour a cup of coffee watching the sunlight hit your favorite tree, just right

and you usher joy away

because you are not ready for her

your house is not as it should be for such a distinguished guest

but joy cares nothing for your messy home

or your bank balance

or your waistline

you see

Joy is supposed to slither through the cracks of your imperfect life

that’s how joy works

you cannot truly invite her

you can only be ready when she appears

and hug her with meaning

because in this very moment

Joy chose you

• Donna Ashworth