Today was one of those days where you just want to cover your eyes, lay down your head on top of the desk, and pretend it will all go away. Every moment seemed filled with decisions that should have been decided 10 seconds ago, needs to be met immediately, and tasks that should be completed to 100% satisfaction for someone, somewhere, for some reason. Time for thinking was asking too much. Yet I cannot help but think that I should be looking through the chaos and not at it. Almost as if I were looking through some fogged up window or frosted glass. I know somewhere in there if I look carefully enough, I can find even the tiniest of moments that with the right perspective could actually be huge gifts. Such as walking up to my door at work, arms loaded with bags, purse, briefcase, and keys juggling somewhere in a tangled mess only to find it already unlocked for me, slightly ajar so I could shimmy it open with my foot and step inside out of the cold and lay my heavy burden down. Yes, this gift outweighs the chaos. Then there is the older man working his first job of three that he will do today greeting me with a genuine smile and “Good Morning…it is beautiful outside today, isn’t it?” Now right there was the sunshine, standing before me with kind words, not outside up in the sky unattainable. Yes, this gift needs sifted to the top and above the chaos. Then there is the laughter of my daughter…the kind that comes deep from the belly and bursts tears from your eyes…simply pure joyous laughter. This random moment shared in the car screams to the top of the chaotic moments. Yes, this gift brings me to my knees reminding me that no matter what chaotic music plays throughout my day, I am in charge of how those notes play. I can hear them as random sharps and flats all off key, or as a symphony of gifts to pull from inside the chaos.