The little things....

This is a saying I look at everyday

It sets in our kitchen (my artistic ability is in other media)

I can't seem to get the motivation to erase and replace this quote

with something that draws more emotion out of me

this quote has layers of meaning to me......

I came home the other day feeling extremely tired and just kind of angry at the world that I was sick, my son had been sick, my husband's back hurt, and my daughter was having some private issues too. I was just down. I went back in my closet, ripped off my heels (that were killing my feet) and glanced down at where they landed. This is what I saw.....

It brought an instant smile to my face. Thinking of my precious daughter and her love of all things miniature, of her sweet hands that must have dropped this little purse in my closet. I thought of her little feet that carried her into my closet and wondered what her little mind might have been thinking when she looked around at her mommies belongings......

the little things.............

And these little trains that I constantly step on, and boy does it hurt. These little trains are a reminder to me. That precious little voice exclaiming "choo-choo" and him asking me for help creating his track layouts. Those sweet little hands with fingernails just like his Dad-O's wrapped tightly around those trains pushing them into different scenarios that his amazing imagination has conjured up. They remind me of his need for me to help him, his love of playing with his mommy,his innocence....

the little things..............