Counting the gifts in my life has changed me. I feel like I see the world through a different lens. I find myself noticing and recognizing even the small things. I find myself whispering words of thanks all throughout the day. My mind has been training, trained to zoom in on the moments and small details that might have been missed had I not started counting the gifts. To count the gifts IS a gift.
~facebook chat. Honest words of love with a friend. A precious friendship build through words typed and a reply button.
~ my 2 youngest on rollerblades and helmets that make their heads gigantic. I jog behind them. I can’t help but smile at the way their little buns move. Their effort, legs pumping, arms swinging.
~words of encouragement from them as we go up a hill..”you can do it mom, keep running.” One circles back. Her roller blades make her tall and eye level. She pats my shoulder to emphasis her support.
~beautiful spring evenings. The sounds of nature.
~yellow daffodils dancing across a brunch table. Faces of women I have grown to love surround. Ambassadors who make me feel so supported.
~the pride and excitement in my child’s eyes as she talks long and serious to her Science Fair Project judge. She is confident and I am proud.
~a wonderful weekend, focused in on my kids.
~trying on vintage wear at a boutique with my girls. Oh the giggles! Grown up dress up.
~a whole week without coffee. I did it! The gift of coffee entering my world again this week, in moderation of course!
~freshly juiced plant juice. The energy it brings. How it transforms my taste buds and makes me crave more plants.
~a garden planted. The feeling of cool, moist soil in my hands. The smell of earth. The anticipation of growth.
~eager little hands who hold out ready for seeds. Little fingers carefully place the seed in the ground. Gardening memories made.
~a chart system, made by husband, working wonders. (posts coming up soon!)