Thursday, February 3, 2011

Pick me ups

Sometimes when a lot seems wrong, I remind myself that there are a lot of things that are right. I look and it's not hard to find simple little things that make me smile.

Pink buds blossoming on a tree behind our backyard. Smack dab in the middle of winter.

The two boys in my life who make up my world and remind me everyday that I have much to be thankful for.
Brown baskets and red flowers. Frames that whisper simple messages to my soul. Pictures of my family to put away in photo albums that hold stories and memories. Purple nail polish, just to add a little sparkle in my day. Blue Slurpees, cause sometimes slurping up sweetness makes me slurp it up in other ways too.
Bright colorful blankets, my barefoot boy toddling around and soaking up life; reminding me to do the same.
And all the randoms in between that keep me smiling and wanting for more. ( I have no idea what his plan was with this pink thing, he toted it around the entire backyard; but it put a smile on my face all the same)
Yes, the simple things make life grand. They make my heart feel lighter and my cheeks a little rosier with life full of living and soaking up every good ray of sunshine sent our way.

3 comments:

  1. OK, that does it. I am sitting here with my sweatshirt on and a fire going in our woodstove and you post pictures of your barefoot little boy! Hope you two are enjoying beautiful weather.
    Mary

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  2. just had to smile and laugh with that comment on what he was doing or going to do with that big pink tote. Do you think he might fill it with rocks? or maybe he was getting ready for the apples? or don't be surprised if he turns it over one day and climbs on it!!
    Grandma Linda

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  3. That's my girl, putting a positive spin on everything. I know you've had some rough patches with your little guy being sick and you not feeling well but you always seem to pull yourself up by your boot straps and keep going. I love you so much my beautiful baby girl!

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