Trying to appreciate the small. The everyday. The normal. The world is full of “Do This,” and “Try That.”
“As the years pass, I am coming more and more to understand that it is the common, everyday blessings of our common everyday lives for which we should be particularly grateful. They are the things that fill our lives with comfort and our hearts with gladness — just the pure air to breathe and the strength to breath it; just warmth and shelter and home folks; just plain food that gives us strength; the bright sunshine on a cold day; and a cool breeze when the day is warm.”
― Laura Ingalls Wilder, Writings to Young Women from Laura Ingalls Wilder – Volume One: On Wisdom and Virtues
forget-me-nots shared from a neighbors garden. Forget-me-not that I am blessed to have a house full of boys to dirty the dishes in the sink. Forget-me-not that I have a home and food on my table and love to share. Forget-me-not that I am enough, they are enough and all the calls from the world to do more and be more can be ignored.
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