It IS the little things...

...that bring me joy and help with the BIG troubles of life. I am so thankful for the tiny blessings that mean so much in this complicated soup of living here on earth, our temporary home. 

It is my baby's babble. 

It is a thunder storm on a hot day. 

It is a tiny outpouring of creativity. With glitter. 

It is the blessing of a husband asking "would you like to paint the porch?" 

Yes, please!

It is smiling every time I step on that porch and think of my husband's thoughtfulness there. 

The little things are big stuff.