Joy is coming. I don't like math but I have been counting the days for weeks. Now anticipation has brought me to hours, minutes, even seconds. Joy is coming. I feel it fizzing in my veins; it bubbles inside me as if my blood has turned to champagne. I am giddy with it. I am overflowing, my head is in the clouds, and I am carefree. Joy is coming. I've waited so long, hardly able to hope this golden skipping freedom that dances inside me now would ever really happen. But Joy is coming. In the blink of an eye, Joy is here.
~Elise Skidmore ©2022