I have been so very absent from this place. It was a haven I frequented regularly for a couple of years, when my nest was newly empty. Recently though, my mom commented that she missed my writing. My mom doesn’t ask for much. She is the most low maintenance woman I know. So, in honor of mom and her appreciation of the little things, over the next few weeks or maybe even months if the well doesn’t run dry, I will be sharing some of the little moments that, even though they occur often, they never cease to take my breath away.
Let’s be honest, if the reality of your life is better than you expected, you’re probably pretty darn happy. Fortunately, my feet stand firmly in a spot where I don’t need a lot of pomp and circumstance to make me smile. Don’t get me wrong-dreams are good, ambition is fuel, and passion transforms a single flower into a bouquet. Life, however, is made up of moments-cuddling in bed moments, seeing an old friend moments, and lunch on the patio with the sun filtering through moments. How about the moment after the rain stops and an arch of color fills the sky? How can this not be up there in your that was an awesome moment file?
So, without further ado, I want to thank my mom for keeping me grounded enough that even when big dreams were filling my head, the simple moments in life helped me not inflate the version of my own existence.
Happy Mother’s Day, Mom. You are simply the best.