Small Mments of Grace

It’s been a while since I counted my blessings, and today seems as if I may need a reminder of how good life really is even when it makes me crazy.

1. Warm fresh honey oat bread right out of the oven with a melting pat of real butter.  The making of it is almost meditative when life is stressful, and the reward at the end is predictably good.

2. Listening to #4 read an entire book out loud.  It still takes a long time to get through it all the way, but she can do this and I taught her how!

3. Listening to #1 sing.  She’s been asked to sing at her grandmother’s funeral (she’s not dead yet, but it’s looking imminent.) It’s been a long time since she has sung publicly.  Her voice is lovely.  She hates it.  She’d only do it for love.  Knowing that she loves her great-grandmother that much is…..wow.

4. Good friends who ask you to do things you’re absolutely not interested in doing.  Then they explain them and I think ….maybe I’m interested after all.  We all need people who ask us those things.  I have them!  yay!

5. Little stumpy baby legs that look too short for his body.  He just makes me laugh when he walks or runs.  What a goof, my little love.