It is found in the simple pleasures that fill our days and the little things that bring such joy, like trips to “the machine” to collect a trinket.
I feel it deeply as I watch her by the ocean; where she is so free and full of four-year-old wonder. I see her chase seagulls, dance and squeal, and remind myself to accept her fiery spirit and growing independence.
It is abundant in the strength within family, as my brother has moved close and my children have another present positive role model.
It exists within the noise and the chaos – when I am willing to step back and identify the moments among the scattered trains and princesses – that always make this journey so incredibly worth it all.
Inspiration even seeps through the mundane and ordinary, and grabs my attention during moments like these:
It drives me to be better – as moments of clarity and gratitude make time stand still. It is what urges me to hold tight to all of it.
It is what compels me to place it here.