Chasing Puddles

To tell ya the truth, I haven't wanted to make any posts.  I haven't had many good things to say about anything.  And i felt it was hardly appropriate to keep on with normal life, when others are so hopelessly stuck. It feels so awful to carry on, doesn't it? 

Then I saw my baby's scuffed shoes.  Just on  the very tip of her black mary-janes.  It wasn't that long ago, her shoes never got worn, let alone, worn-in.  But babies grow, they get big and develop skills that we tend to take for granted.  Like putting one foot ahead of the other.  Babies are the best at appreciating the ability to walk, to keep going.  Its just one foot in front of the other. They fall, they may cry, but they just keep going.  Something I really admire, is when a baby is truly enjoying what there doing, happy with there current situation, a tumble to the ground is just a small problem.  They bite back the hurt and continue on.

Those scuffed shoes made me grateful too, especially now.  Scuffs are better than no scuffs.  I feel like I have to remember the small blessings that I  have.  I'm healthy enough to watch my baby play happily, chasing puddles and admiring mud.  My baby is healthy enough to be outside, to step on the cracks in the side walk.  Blessing?  Well, what if those scuffs weren't there?

Funny how we get caught up in the mundane things in life, isn't it?  There's so much to worry about, its un-ending.  There's money, keeping homes, where to vacation, who did what, and where.  But that really doesn't matter, in the big picture, does it?  I hope not.  I'm not saying its wrong to think about these things, but I'd like to think before I lay my head to the bed, what matters THE most, is the people we love.  Worry about how there doing and if there being looked after.

I also find, at least for myself, I need to find something to be happy about each day.  Sometimes its a struggle to figure it out.  Days don't always look promising, do they?  But look hard.  Happiness can be in little things.

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