The little things

Isn't it the small things in life that bring the most pleasure? Sometimes I forget that and need reminding. I get caught up in the mundane; laundry, school work, driving around...I look out the windows in our home, but do not really see. My mind is elsewhere, right now especially it is on Bruce and all he is going through. Today, I looked, I really looked outside and saw the beauty of the marsh, the sun

, the trees. I decided to move our Sunday dinner, the dinner prepared by friends from my school, outside on the dock. To sit under the canopy of the oaks, overlooking the beautiful marsh grass, smelling the pluff mud and soaking in God's gifts. So with the help of the children, we set up a table, placed flowers from our yard to decorate and insisted that poor, tired Bruce come out and eat with us. He did. He came, he ate, and I could see him become energized by nature.

I also took the time to lay out all the amazing mail we have received to sustain us through our journey. It is beautiful and treasured, each and every letter, card, message. Thank you for everything. Enjoy this Sunday.

Gratefully,

Joanne