08 Oct A grandmothers’s simple key to happiness
via the Huffington Post by Arlene Chaplin
On my granddaughter’s 21st birthday, I sat with her and her expired driver’s license at the RMV on a hard wooden bench similar to the pews in old churches, shifting around to give my bones a rest from time to time. It looked a bit like Ellis Island must have looked a hundred years ago, a mix of facial features confused about what step to take next. The PA system blasted out numbers — “B92,” “I209” — to summon ticket holders to the desk to take an eye test or renew a registration. I felt as though we were at a bingo game waiting for the winning number to be called so we could leap up and collect the prize. On that industrial bench, I had a revelation: The seemingly mundane events I’ve shared with my granddaughter were both my adventures and my rewards for just showing up…
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