I've taken quite a few moments to pause over this month. To stop and take stock of my life. A new wave of gratitude flows through me for what I have right now. Especially, for the ones I love.
How often we chase the big things only to miss the small things. And those small things, oh they are the best parts of life.
A sideways glance from my husband to say, "I get what you're saying." The sun peaking through the clouds on a miserable day. A giggle emanating from my son's room, about some meme he's found amusing. The way a stranger offers help to another stranger at the supermarket.
It's the little things that make life worthwhile. I've realised that a life made of thousands of those little things is worth more than any lofty dream I could ever imagine for myself.
And so, I pause, I take stock, and I'm so very grateful for what I have right here with me now.
