life’s been rough. for a while now.
i don’t want to rehash here; you can catch up on our almost buying our first house (so – they say things happen for a reason), loss, and more loss…(my sister patty…) add to that, my husband and i are currently living in my parents’ house (waiting to move into his parents’ house, but that’s a whole OTHER story…) and i’m trying to help my mother heal from a long bout with pneumonia.
and when time permits, i try to further my life as an artist.
i’m not looking for pity here. i know lots of people (in my real life and in my social media circles) who have gone and are still going through trying times. when life seems to suck, your dreams seem dashed, and you want to just stay in bed sleeping or eating ice cream (don’t judge me!)…
what do you do?
one thing not to do -
don’t ever stop seeing the beauty around you.
this morning, i was helping my father roll the trash cans out to the street for garbage pick up. i was pulling the trash can with one hand and talking on the phone with my husband on the other. i was looking down at the gravel driveway when i saw something shiny. (if you knew me, this would be funny – my husband teases me about getting “shinied” – distracted – all the time.) i thought it might be just broken glass but my curiosity was enough that on the way back from the curb – both hands now free – i picked it up.
my father asked what i’d found. it was this beautiful, unbroken, glass flower:
this little found treasure made me so happy! my father and i took turns holding it up to the sun and looking at it.
it was beautiful. and has now found a home in a small box until i decide how best to show it off.
later, i heated up some food and headed to my room to eat, planning on working on the computer at the same time. when i came to my bedroom door, hot bowl of food in hand, i found i’d locked myself out. (i’d locked the door earlier as i was changing clothes, and went out the back door to help my father with the trash cans. thus leaving my door locked.)
i grumbled, then laughed at myself and went outside. i needed to go around the house, go through the washroom door and into our bedroom to unlock the other door. maneuvering around the laundry lines, the air conditioner unit, and our dog, i again looked down.
a tiny yellow flower growing out of the concrete, in the crack between the house and the walkway, seemed to be looking at me…
a thing of beauty. again.
if i had not been looking at my surroundings today – while dragging trash cans, maneuvering around physical obstacles, scolding myself for leaving a door locked – i would have missed it.
it was a lesson to me today. recently i’ve been angry at our circumstances, feeling tired, fed up, put upon even, and misplaced…
these two flowers – two very different flowers! – reminded me to always look around me. it was as if a higher power was telling me “here’s a little gift just for you.”
things of beauty surround us.
treasures wait to be found.
if only we look.
so please, no matter what your circumstances, whatever is happening in your immediate world – don’t forget to look around.
sometimes all it takes is a little thing, a simple thing, to make us smile. and, if only for a while, forget everything else…♥
’til next time…