Now that I think about it, the bouncing is a universal happy action for me. I bounce when I’m excited about pretty much anything. I think my heart jumps first, and my body has no choice but to follow.
– my friend Jennifer Balderama as Tigger
Following her more sobering examination of an essay on “post-meaning existence,” Jennifer blogged a simple and smile-inducing observation about how life’s little pleasures amusingly reverberate physically through our bodies when we let them.
I’ve always liked Jen as a person and as a writer… but learning of her reverence for good food elevates my opinion of her even more 😀