It's the Little Things

Last night on the phone, my mom and I got to chatting about blogging. This has been a trend lately - she shares her thoughts about blogging in general, my blog, and the blogs of others. It should be known that my mother is a very wise woman, and often conversations with her turn into revelations for me to ponder for hours to come. Most recently, she reminded me that when I started this blog (living alone in Portland after be wretched from everything wonderful in New York City and needing a personal space to put my musings, more or less for my eyes only), my intention was to post only about life's most joyful things. I remember saying this - I would never write about anything negative and would post the beautiful and lovely things I came across that day. Of course over time, this has evolved. I think that my blog has become more cohesive and useful since then, as I've grown and had different experiences to share with my loved ones and new friends. No matter what, I will always love beautiful things, and will always love to post about them here. I decided to start a site series - It's the Little Things - the pictures, quotes, poems, and more that I happen upon throughout my week that make me think, make me smile, and fill me with joy. Think of it as my personal opportunity to stop and smell the roses.

“Kiss your life. Accept it, just as it is. Today. Now. 

So that those moments of happiness you're waiting for don't pass you by.”

From the archives - my mom and me on Prince Edward Island, 1988