It's about passion. You knew that, right? Passion for life, for people, for self-expression...passion for joy.
Passion is what makes me go brush my teeth and "fluff the girls" before my husband comes home. It's what makes me really pay attention to the people I see. I love the unexpected things they do. Passion is why I keep a blog, and why I'm writing another novel (the sequel). I love to write and if I don't make time to write, it starts chafing at me. Like a grumbling stomach or being very sleepy, the need to write is physical. Passion is what gives you the added patience with your children. It's why you can answer "Why?" a bazillion times a day, and how you can love them so very much, even when they are impossible. At least, that's how it was for me.
Passion is what makes me stop in my tracks at a beautiful sunset or a hummingbird at the feeder. I got to hold a new baby the other day; passion is why I simply HAD to smell his hair, and why it was hard to give him back.
The thing that makes life so delectable is the passion you feel for it. Enormous pleasures lie in the little moments. All we have to do is dedicate ourselves to discovering the passion.