Our summer is nearly at it’s end. Next week brings a change (one I’ve been struggling with for months) but today, I sit thinking on the sweetness of the last few months. I looked back through my photos and what I found reflected in the images were dozens and dozens of beautiful, small moments … all curled up tight like sleeping kittens. So many, I couldn’t begin to share them all.
Blessed. Grateful.
A couple days ago, I posted this quote on Facebook and it is living with me now. Reminding me.
I am beginning to learn that it is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all. ~ Laura Ingalls Wilder
Yes, the sweet, simple things. Not the spectacular.
Eating dinner with family. Singing in the car. Cooking with friends. Watering flowers. Watching stars come out at night. And even, sorting laundry …
One friend commented, So yesterday, me and the kids sorted socks. We threw out the ones we don’t like anymore or that don’t have matches. I got all emotional, like, wow – good times were really lived in that robot sock. And we sang songs, and out of nowhere, Lucy goes, “I love you Mom”. And I just wanted to take that sock-sorting moment and freeze it for all-time.
Praying you will have eyes to see all those sweet, simple things in your life.
For they are the real ones after all.
