Where is Joy? Has she left the house?

When I started this post, Joy was nowhere to be found.  She'd come to stay a while back now, around about the same time as Lucy and Ethan.  It was great to see her again, especially as she'd said she wouldn't be back unless there was something to come back for - so, surprise, surprise, when I mentioned the new grandson, she immediately arrived.

I think she doesn't like to be left out on things; well, things that matter to her, that is.  There are heaps of things she avoids becoming involved in.  She doesn't tolerate sadness at all well, she gets furious when she senses anger and simply leaves without saying a word to anyone.  Can't really blame her, I don't like it either, but, to be honest, if Joy were around all the time, I think I'd get tired of her and I don't want to ruin our relationship, after all, she's really a pleasure to have around and I welcome her company.  I'm amused by her too, I'm sure she's an extravert by nature as she seems to enjoy company, but, by the same token, she's happy to be quiet and soak in the pleasure of small things, like a sunset, or a rainbow.  She loves those.  Makes me take photographs of them all the time.  I've included a few here.   I keep telling her that they're really all the same - rainbows at least - but she assures me they are not.  It's lucky that one can store photos in the cloud now because otherwise I'd have books and books of sunsets.  Cobwebs are another thing she gets a bit tied up with.

She was sweet the other day when she came with us to visit the second grandchild.  A tiny girl, only weighing 6lb 3oz (Joy's a bit like me, can't do metric when it comes to babies), with dark hair and tiny features.  She's long, but tiny.  So like her mother - my daughter -  Joy reminded me, as she peeked over my shoulder at this tiny, small, vulnerable being, wrapped snugly in a blanket I'd knitted for her.  Joy wants to say the silliest things sometimes, gets quite sentimental.  I let her, of course, because it's easier that way.  Sometimes I just don't get the words out, myself, so it's good that Joy can do that.

Joy's been around for a few days now.  She makes me smile.

I miss her when she's not here.