You know how, as we grow older and wiser, we tend to figure out that everyone around us is just trying to get through the day the best way that they can.

I am reminded of this as I follow my friends posts throughout the year. The family gatherings. Picnics, graduations, family dinners. All the celebrations done in every style imaginable.

Chic. Modern. Country. Really country. Elegant. Total chaos.

The common denominator. C’mon, you had to have know that there was going to be a common denominator…or else I am just patching words together for the fun of it.

Moving on…

Joy. Love. Life. The common denominator is all of those and more. The smiles. The look in the babies eyes, the hugs. You can hear the laughter.

You get to that age where you realize that you spent time that could have been better served.

You get the age that you realize that you needed to learn a few things. Ok… a lot of things.

But you wouldn’t do it any differently.