Glass filling suds

My daughter dutifully informed me that my long-winded gripe about generic products in my last blog was not about a miracle in any way, shape or form. I smiled back in her direction and reminded her that my photo of the razor toothed shaver made her smile, despite the fact that her mood showed differently. Sometimes miracles are reactionary as was in her case. This blog was created with every intention to peer into life's kaleidoscope and find the good in everything that's thrown at me. So where is the miracle in today's suds filled photo? Not every miracle is so cut and dry. Sometimes they are discovered in the smallest of actions from one person to another.  As I came home from a bike ride today, Chris had taken it upon himself to wash the cars. If you only knew how bad a case of grunge had taken over my poor Subaru, you would have probably sent the poor vehicle to the wrecker. But he scrubbed and scrubbed. From this he would personally gain little as he is rarely a passenger in the car. Somehow, he knew that in some way, he was making my day better. As I pulled out the camera for the quick blog shot, he would swirl the suds perfectly down the front of the car so the effect would be just right. The miracle would unfold as he would do this and then step back for the shot. The truth here is that it takes very little to bring happiness to someone else. He knows what my photography means to me and in setting up my shot, it was clearer than every that he gets me. It took only a few seconds of his day, but the good that came from it, is what makes my glass half full. Lets hope that I may have done something today that filled his glass of metaphoric happiness. In the end, two half full glasses combined make a cup where happiness spills over.