The little things that matter. I did a little walk earlier and as I was walking, I started to get pain due to a procedure a week ago but as I was walking, I decided to try and not focus on the pain but the little things. Few things, it is spring time, sun is out, dress weather, breeze is nice and then I walked past this house and I looked at the fence line and smiled, kept walking. But then stopped and walked back and stopped and smiled and took a breath. It was a fence line of roses. (which is em’s favourite) (and what is that saying is ‘stop and smell the roses’) And I consider myself blessed that I am still here and even though it is hard, painful, and lonely I still love the little things. To me they matter the most. And sometimes we seem to lose sight of what matters and take the little things for granted. We complain when it’s too hot, we complain when it is too cold, when there’s no rain or too much rain. But when it is cold, we wish it was hot and when it is not raining, we wish for it to be. In saying this, I know we need rain but if it was raining, I would not have gone for walk and thought about this.

I love nature, I love all seasons, I love rain I think it is all a blessing, and even if these are the only thing to make me smile, then I’ll take it.