My Beautiful Life...

My life isn't perfect, it's not easy, it's not simple, it's not even consistent. My life is like an infant crawling up stairs...every couple steps you slip back a little, stop for a good cry, then push on.
Thank God for that! It's made me strong, persistent, analytical, tenacious, compassionate, and understanding. I know how to stop and smell the roses, enjoy the little moments of pleasure instead of focusing on the bigger moments of dispare.

 

Hot cups of coffee

Getting home right before my favorite show starts

Prayer

Chocolate kisses

Warm blankets

June roses on bloom

No homework

Jeans straight out of the dryer

Worship songs that seem to speak to me

The last bite of lasanga

Long hugs from someone I've missed

My Beautiful Life

and it's small moments of joy