Joy

So there's this blog that I read constantly. http://thepolishedpickle.blogspot.com/.  It is written by a Mormon wife and mother of three (soon to be four).  She photographs the most trivial things of life, but I love seeing pictures of their family camping, sleeping, or doing a puzzle together.  And I feel like every time she blogs, she is so filled with joy to be where she is, doing what she is.  Her words are bursting with love for her husband and boys.  It does my heart so much good to read her blog, to see her joy for life, her family, and her friends.
And I want my life to exude that much love, care, and joy. But I've let my heart be overrun by bitterness and frustration for a while now.  But I crave the life that she lives.  It's how we should all live: content with where we are and filled with God's love. 
Guess I need to work on both of those things...