Tessie D

How is it possible to feel like this? To feel such a capacity for love and joy and happiness?

I was in the grocery store yesterday, and a guy kept talking to me at the checkout counter. He was gorgeous–blonde hair and tanned skin. And, he was talking to me. Asking me about my day and what I was going to do this weekend.

I wasn’t interested in him.

But I couldn’t help but be flattered by the attention. Someone noticed me and was flirting with me.

Because I was happy? Smiling? Because Angel’s light shone on me, and I feel it in everything I do? Everywhere I go?