Showing posts with label the little things. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the little things. Show all posts

Thursday, May 30, 2013

It's the little things...

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Happy Thursday, friends!

Yesterday was one of those days. You know the kind I'm talking about: nothing seems to go as you'd planned, and everything about the day feels frenzied and chaotic. Thinking back, though, I can pick out several good things that happened, proving, I suppose, that every cloud does have a silver lining and it's the little things that count:

☺ I wrote a scene for my novel while sitting with my daughter at storytime.

☺ I had a nice conversation with a friend.
☺ I allowed myself to take a nap.
☺ I had an idea for a poem while I was walking into the grocery store with my three-year-old.
☺ It rained, and I always seem to be more creative when the skies are stormy and gray.
☺ There was a bottle of wine in the refrigerator to share with my husband once the kids were in bed.
☺ Supper wasn't too much work, and neither was the cleanup.
☺ In spite of all the craziness of the day, I was happy. I am happy.

What's good in your world today?

Wishing you all a Thursday filled with many blessings. ☺

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

For the little things...

After everything that's happened in the past month, I've realized once again just how many things I have to be grateful for. There are the big things—my family and friends, my health, this house and the blessing of being able to stay home with my kids—but I'm grateful for the little things as well, like:

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That stomach-flipping thrill when I open a new document on the computer, the blank screen so full of possibility. Anything can happen.

Stretching in bed as early morning sunlight streams through the window, then getting up to a quiet house and time for reading, writing, sipping coffee in solitude.

Listening to the kids playing library in the living room, checking out books, "reading" them to each other, laughing and enjoying themselves.

Late-night writing sessions in a silent house, words seeming to flow from my fingertips.

So many blessings—and so many things to be thankful for.

What are you thankful for today?