It's the little things...

How many time have you heard the question, “What is the meaning of life”?

Do you think it’s some BIG, DEEP purpose that we are supposed to figure out while we’re here?

If so, then how would we LIVE the meaning of life before we die? ‘Cause you know some of us might never figure it out, some might not care, some think they already know and stop looking.

So this is not some deep post where I tell you I KNOW the meaning of life…to the contrary.  I have no idea what THE meaning of life is, or even if there is just one meaning or purpose or whatever.

I do know, it’s the little things, not the big things, that GIVE LIFE MEANING.

It’s my baby boy, not really a baby anymore, who still says, “hold me, Mommy!”

It’s his insanely long eyelashes brushing my cheek and neck as he snuggles into me.

It’s how he gives me Eskimo kisses and says, “nosey, nosey, nosey” as he does.

It’s the love notes my daughter writes me…the rainbows she draws me.

The times when either of the kids laughs out loud in their sleep.

The times my husband makes me so mad I just want to knock him out, but when I turn to look at him, he makes me laugh instead.

And I am so incredibly grateful for and blessed by these little things.  They happen every day and many days get taken for granted.  How dare I tell my baby I can’t hold him right now because I have work to do?? How much longer will he ask??

I should really take more pictures right? Because I just can’t help but preserve that sweet angelic face looking up at me!  And I want to give more hugs and kisses to all my family members, Eskimo or otherwise.  I want to wrap my kids up so tight, they can’t get any bigger (and I do tell them this often).  

I wish I would bottle my husband’s smile! It is truly the greatest smile in the world and I really think if the sun went out tomorrow, his smile could light my world!

Only God could know how much I needed this in a mate and send him right to me.

I am grateful, so grateful for today and all the yesterdays and all the tomorrows I am privileged to share with them.

Who and what are you grateful for?