I Like it when …
Sometimes, it’s the simple things in life that give me pleasure … sitting on my porch in the quiet, listening to nature or the occasional water sprinkler that Cleve has set about our yard.
I like it when things go smoothly as I’m sure is the sentiment of most people out there. Something as simple as packing up some wine, cheese and crackers and going for a drive tickles me.
I guess I’m getting old. Well, no. I KNOW I am. So be it. Life catches up to us in our middle age bliss and forces us to realize just how precious our youth was. It’s a shame we didn’t appreciate it at the time. Wouldn’t it be nice if we could be born with the knowledge and understanding of how our bodies would be changing over the years … and our minds. Maybe then, we would take more care, listen more closely and love life more passionately. Back then, it seems we were running here and there, chasing kids, seeking one thrill or another and I don’t remember appreciating it. Maybe it’s just a right of passage. The way it’s supposed to be.
I was just sitting here thinking about how we’ve slowed down. How content we are in what we do, where we are and where we’re going. Age maybe? I think so. Age and wisdom … some more than others.
Simple things, simple gestures …
The little things … I like it when there’s peace in our lives.
