The little things

As a teenager and a young adult one of my favorite places to go and ponder and think was up in the mountains. I would drive up there and just walk and sit and think for hours. I had no distractions and I loved it. Now the mountains are little farther and so I usually just go for a drive or go sit at a park and watch all the beauty around me. The last few weeks I have been really pondering my life and all that I have. After I lost my pregnancy I didn't think I would ever be able to look at things the same, and I was right. I see things with more beauty then I ever did. There is a tree right outside my window and there are birds that sing all morning. I never really noticed it before, the song they sing is so beautiful. Life is an amazing thing and all the things that go into making it. I will never walk out my door without looking at things different. I don't even look at my son the same. He was running around and the light hit his hair just right and it was the most beautiful thing the way the sun danced on his golden hair, and the movement was so graceful. I love to watch him just smile the pure joy in his face when he sees me or someone he loves. I am so lucky to have the pure innocence of a child around me everyday. The way he looks at things he has never seen before, the look of wonder and amazement. 

I had gotten to the point where I had forgotten about the little things. I will never take the little things for granted anymore.