Well, here it is…the long-awaited first post of my first ever attempt at blogging! I’m a nervous wreck about this and hopefully you can follow along as I’m likely to make mistakes in grammar, punctuation, and probably just about every other aspect of on-line culture. I’m not perfect, far from it, as many of you know.
I was shopping today, Small Business Saturday it so happened to be, and came across a small pillow that struck me in so many ways. It was a throw pillow, you know the kind, like the ones you see on friends’ couches but are afraid to really use as a pillow (because drool marks on those types of pillows are really just super inappropriate in every social circle). But, I LOVED this pillow. I even took a picture of it with my phone and posted it on Instagram. I know. How completely ridiculous. Even my 11 year old son looked at me and said, “What are you doing?!?” I, like any good mom would do, replied, “taking a picture so Dad will know what to buy me.” Don’t judge, you know you’ve done something similar.
Here’s the thing – I didn’t buy the pillow, but should have. It was even my favorite color! But I couldn’t justify spending $20 whole dollars on a pillow the size of a hardcover book. That’s not what’s bugging me about the pillow. What’s bothering me is the simple message printed on the pillow – “Scatter Joy” was all it said. Scatter…like a dandelion scatters seeds, like a 15 month old scatters Cheerios, like an 11 year old boy scatters Legos, simply scatter joy. I absolutely love this phrase – Scatter joy. Two words that impacted me when I least expected it. Scatter joy. I will, will you?