Joy is the little girl dancing in the aisle of church, surrounded by community and love.
Awe is that part of I5 where, on a clear day, you can see Mt. Baker ahead of you, and Mt. Rainier in the rear view, two west coast giants.
Passion is when you know you could get in front of a podium and not stop talking for days about why something matters.
Gratitude is when you look around and all of the tetris pieces are falling into place, unfolding into a beautiful, colorful, woven tapestry.