I’m exhausted. My feet smell. It’s been a long, tiring, emotional day. But the following things happened in the last 60min that make me grateful:
- As I type this, I can hear my son “having a conversation” with his dad (comprising of giggles, oohs, aahhs, more giggles, and a bizarre combination of vowels and consonants only a toddler can make). He’s always talkative after he’s been to daycare. The gibberish is hilarious… and adorable.
- When I got to the station, I witnessed my son’s eyes lighting up as he spotted me in the crowd of commuters, he squirmed his hand out his dad’s grasp and ran towards me with the biggest grin, and buried his head into my chest and laughed. I am the luckiest woman in the world.
- The moment we walked through the front door of our house, he grabbed his toy ukulele and started dancing. No music required.
- After I got out of my work clothes, I sat next to him on our bedroom floor and watched him play. When he noticed me, he got up, crawled into my lap and just sat there, using me as a seat. He does this often when we’re at home together: he finds some books he wants me to read to him, hands them to me, then crawls into my lap, then waits for me to read them. All.
These are such simple moments. But they are such beautiful moments. And I truly believe it’s these small moments in between all the “big things” that make life something to be grateful for.
In case you’re wondering it was an emotional day because I went to a fundraising event for the victims of Typhoon Haiyan. Hearing the stories from those personally affected was heartbreaking, but the support and hope in those who were present was truly inspiring. More about that event later, when I post pics.