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What Brings Me Joy?

This question was posed to me by a friend a Facebook group. I decided to sit and think about it and make a list. Here's what I came up with...


After I wrote, I decided to flip back to the past week or two in my notebook to see if I'd done this recently. Look what I found...




It's a collection of posts that focus on the joy in life and the funny moments during the day.

If I were forced to pick just one thing that brings me joy, satisfaction, and engagement...it all leads back to the notebook!

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  1. Melanie MeehanMay 15, 2018 at 8:55 PM

    Love the glimpses of your notebook, Michelle. You could write a beautiful poem out of all these sources of joy--(Can you tell that I'm in the middle of coaching a LOT of poetry!) Pens COMPLETELY make me happy!!!

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  2. Trina May 15, 2018 at 9:10 PM

    I love this idea of writing just about joy. I write about gratitude, but I think writing about joy takes it a little bit deeper. Thank you for inviting us into your notebook!

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  3. StaceyMay 15, 2018 at 9:41 PM

    It is wonderful to know exactly what brings you joy! (BTW: Washi tape made me smile.)

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  4. Beverley BairdMay 15, 2018 at 10:37 PM

    What a great exercise! We all should do it - and then make sure we do at least one thing that brings us joy each day.

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  5. The Purple LadyMay 15, 2018 at 11:57 PM

    Your slice made me smile! I've been drowning in negativity and all the slices I've read so far are so joyful. I hope I'm not ruining anyone's slicing experience by sharing my burden. Thank you though. Really. I feel like I might be able to actually do better next week.

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  6. AngelaMay 16, 2018 at 9:48 PM

    I'm so tickled that our question inspired you, Michelle. And I LOVE YOUR PENS!

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  7. Kristi LonheimMay 22, 2018 at 8:21 AM

    Your notebooks, at least on the inside, look SO different from mine! Yours are works of art. Mine are mines of words - dirty and messy with little to no color. I find it fascinating how we all approach notebooks differently.

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