There is joy in giving.We took another field trip this week. Went to Kean's Store in Mason. Partly so some residents could shop, largely so they could reminisce. On the way home, L suggested that if we were able to stop by Dairy Dan's, she would treat everyone to an ice cream cone. I took a quick vote, and everyone agreed. Next stop? Dairy Dan's! I pulled into the parking lot, parked the bus, and took orders. Then I went to the window, paid for our ice cream, and - two by two - brought ice cream cones back onto the bus for everyone to enjoy. And did they ever enjoy them! The smiles and squeals of delight would have made you think you were with a bunch of little kids, not adults in their 70s and 80s! While I fully enjoyed the enthusiasm of my senior friends (and the soft-serve twist I was consuming!) it was L's response which fueled my greatest delight. (You see, her typical stance on all-things-money is that she doesn't have enough of it, and everything is too expensive. So it was a surprise to hear her offer to buy ice cream for everyone.) When I looked into her eyes and gave the most sincere expression of thankfulness I could, she gave back a huge smile and said with cheer, "You're welcome. I've been wanting to do this for the longest time!" And the distinct sparkle in her eyes confirmed for me, there is joy in giving.