Everyone has one

That's what my teacher said 16 years ago in my astronomy class regarding a zenith.  That is what stuck with me.  She pointed around the room at each of us: "You have one, and you have one..."  That was my initial attraction to the word.  The fact that I had something that no one could take away, like a shadow, made me hold onto that word.  

Initially, the concept for my own personal zenith was more literal.  I envisioned someone sitting on top of a hill, looking out over a city and looking up into the sky.  Over the years it morphed into an alternate definition of the word.  

It brings a smile

OK, so my intent is not to sit here and gush about my son like ever other mother out there, but becoming a parent is by far the most rewarding thing that has happened in my life.  For instance, tonight, my husband and son and I all played "Monkey in the Middle".  It's the first time we've ever played it together as a family.  And I'll say, it brought out a series of laughs from my son that transcends time.  As I listened to him, it took me back to years past.  In a moment's time I experienced all the joys that I can remember.  It released all of my current stress.  For a brief moment, I didn't have a mortgage or bills or a time to be at work in the morning.  It wasn't a giggle after a knock-knock joke or the chuckle watching a slapstick comedy.  It was a laugh from the soul.  It reminds me of what I feel like I'm here to do.