First let me thank my mom for entrusting me with one of her decorative Easter egg as I took it outside for photographing.

Looking at an egg nestled in the grass waiting to be discovered, I started thinking about the little eggs of happiness that are seemingly hidden right in front of us.

I’ve had some dark days lately and sometimes it feels as though I have stepped on more eggs than I have discovered.

I have found myself breaking down at the smallest thing, but oddly it is not some sappy movie on Hallmark or really anything sad that is doing it.

Its these little hidden eggs of happiness that I didn’t see. It’s a friend who calls out of the blue to see if they can be a shoulder. It’s a troubled relationship of the past that is finally mending. It’s a quick kiss from a child that was not expected. It’s when someone remembers something that is important to you.

As I am clawing my way to “Coloring Myself Happy” I am learning to watch for the hidden eggs and tuck them safely in my basket.

One of my shiniest eggs right now was a moment I shared with my twin sister yesterday. After I dropped the girls off for their first visitation with their dad, I needed some distraction and let me tell you….my sister is the Queen of Distraction.

We first stopped off at a Starbucks and she insisted we go inside. Wha? Go inside? I’ve had small children for the past 5 years and never dreamed to go inside. Well, that and I virtually never go to Starbucks. To prove that last statement true…I allowed my sister to order my drink. After spouting off 15 instructions to the coffee dude; I had to look at her in awe. To order like that? THAT is an art.

All the tables were full so I still didn’t get to actually “sup” (sorry…just wanted to use that word) within the actual building. Instead we drove to a local park and walked beside the lake. More specifically…we avoided stinky men joggers who can’t seem to move their upper body in accordance with their legs, fell “prey” to single men and their cute puppies on a leash (Awww) and laughed at our lack of stone skipping skills when there is a fat turtle on a log blocking the way with obvious indifference. (Back off PETA…no turtle was harmed although I think I might have thrown out my wrist)

I didn’t expect to find that egg that morning nestled in a dark place, but it showed up and I eagerly put it in my basket.

What is your favorite hidden egg that you have recently found?

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