It’s the little things.
It’s a sweet note, from a stranger, on an iced coffee lid, offering up hope for an already hard week ahead.
It’s a text from a friend with a reminder some much needed alone time is more important than our dinner date.
It’s the cotton candy sky at sunset permeating my soul.
It’s the little things.
It’s the warmth of nostalgia, kissing my brow, as I close my eyes each night.
It’s the voice of my child sharing hardships and triumphs.
It’s holding hands, while gazing at the bustling sidewalk of strangers laughing, and recalling days gone by.
It’s the little things.
It’s sharing my story.
It’s a friend reaching out for comfort.
It’s offering prayers of strength.
It’s the little things.
It’s a love note tucked under a pillow.
It’s a call at just the right time to turn the day around.
It’s offering kindness within a world spewing hatred.
It’s the little things.
It’s embracing silence to reflect and feel.
It’s an unraveling of one’s self revealing the depths, desires and secrets within.
It’s having faith in today.
It’s the little things.
May these little things continue to offer up moments of hope. Moments to breathe in and take hold of the joy within each day.
And may the friendly note, from a stranger, this early Monday morning, always remind us we are not alone on our journey.
It’s the little things…
pass it on.
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