Life happens in the snuggles, the walks, the grocery shopping, the train rides. The stuff in between the graduations, the birthdays, the weddings, the babies, the vacations. Life is in the hydrangeas turning pink, the quiet cups of coffee, the mouse that scurried past me on the sidewalk, kids playing in the park.
Life is in the small things, the things that fill every day.
I am keeping my eyes open to see how really special and magical they are.
“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” ― W.B. Yeats