One morning we set out in search of Fall but instead found something much grander.
In the woods, we crunch through leaves and scare a flock of crows that have made their new home near the brook. Less people are walking now so they aren’t ready for us to crash through the dryness toward them.
Up and down the stairs. Over the bridge. Through the tunnel of branches.
Tears because we’ve left a much-loved dolly back on a bench.
Collected acorns in a small hand. Some left on a tree that hint of animals who might need them.
Sunlight and shadows. A too-big sweater borrowed from her sister because that was all we had.
Shedding burdens for a few minutes and I’m aware that all of this is a gift. That I don’t deserve the least of it: the tiny hand in mine, the deep breath of a cool morning, the surrounding of family and watching the world through eyes that aren’t mine.
We looked for Fall and together found glimpses of other things: each other, peace away from the norm, and joy in this small moment.
Where have you found joy in the “tiny” lately?
I wrote about the woods, well the prairie, today, too….it’s where the tiny joys always make me take a few steps back to love life all over again…..
I used to think that she looked just like Chad… but I see a lot of YOU in Naomi’s face here! What a gorgeous girl.
My 3 year son climbed up in my lap and hugged me yesterday and said, “Mommy, you make my heart happy!!” *tears* He has no idea how happy Mommy’s heart was at that exact moment and how much joy my kiddos bring to me!
I love this one Sarah.
It went straight to my heart.
Beautiful, beautiful writing.
So beautiful
Even though my daughters are now teenagers I read wonderful gems such as this and am immediately transported back to a time when tiny hands were in mine. Thank you!
I know Misty already used it but it was what I was thinking when I read it: Beautiful. Amazing pictures.
Your daughter is SO beautiful!!
both of them are…I always enjoy the pictures of them in your posts
What beautiful pictures, and a wonderful post
This is a great one. I’m in a funk today, and about the only joy I’ve found is in my “tiny” daughter, who is turning 3 this month. We should’ve named her Joy because that is what she is.
maybe this is why Jesus talked about His Father taking the “little ones” & those who might mislead them so seriously…
He must enjoy the tiny things the most, too.
kinda like the four year-old who told his dad, “God made people so He could have somebody to share His toys with.”
great words…and a greater heart…
love,
dad
OH ! Sarah! Thanks for taking me on a trip through the woods with you! Ahhhh, peaceful.
AND! Does that little, precious, innocent face of your little one just not make you MELT every day?!?!!
I mean, besides the times she is driving you up the wall, not eating her veggies, and having some “fits”….
I know, I have one of those too!
BUT… just this evening… as I’m watching her eat some popcorn on the couch, feet almost hanging off… because she has gotten so big… I was blessed- and thought,
“How did she get so grown up”?!
Trying to enjoy EVERY MOMENT!
Hugs,
Traci