Three Happiness Moments marked this Epiphany day, all in the morning, all milder than the events I've mentioned before: more a smile of pleasure than a "wild stab of joy."
The first is the hardest to explain. I was coming off a verbal rebuke over something that needed to be done and which had already that morning nagged me painfully without words—as had several other undone projects. I was feeling overwhelmed; but the joy and peace came in the mere act of unloading the dishwasher. Was it pleasure in the cleanliness, thankfulness for the new appliance, or relief that a job, however small, was actually being accomplished? I don't know; that's why I'm chronicling these moments.
The other two occurred in church. It's not hard to explain the one that came as we began rehearsing our anthem: gratitude for our new choir. And I guess there's no no surprise in the last, either, for I was kneeling for the Eucharist; still, that joy isn't consistently predictable.
Then there was Skyping with our Swiss family in the afternoon; that's not the kind of Happiness Moment I'm trying to figure out here, but there's no doubt it contributes to a great deal of pleasure. :)
