Simple things

I'm finding myself grateful for simple things.  A walk outside; the sound of the wind in the trees; the giggles that come out of Brodie and Mira as they play.  There are many soothing sounds here, in the midst of the frequent rememberings.  I get it, that I have to walk through these memories.  I understand that it's a hard time.  I just didn't expect the 'bombardment'.  Tiny little moments that drift through my awareness as I move about the house, constantly reminding me that my 'special' girls are not here anymore.  After the first couple hundred of these moments, you start feeling a little fragile, and maybe a little crazy.  And then I take a moment to give thanks.  Yep, I can find just as many 'thankfullness' items, and I might as well balance the sad with the praise. 

A wonderful friend/cousin gave me a book after Hope's funeral, and it is about giving thanks.  It is the most meaningful, thoughtful and well-timed gift I have ever recieved.  I am reading it slowly.  I might share some here, another time.  For now, I will continue what I have to do and hopefully, remember to give thanks as I go.

This morning, I was struck by the incredible blessing of big blue eyes staring at me.  Staring at me with intent and focus, ready to follow my movement, just waiting...