Remembering the Simple

The second half of my children 

are still here.

They are getting ready to spend 

a few minutes with their grandmother 

while I am enjoying a few moments of quiet-

a chance to pause and reflect.

My daughter painted the frame, added the burlap,
and the silver leaf ornament.

After reading my last post, 

I realize how depressing it must have sounded.

I am brutally honest to a fault 

when I share my raw emotions.

Today I choose to be thankful-

thankful for the simple pleasures...

Thankful for the simplicity of a child-like faith

that sustains me through the incredibly stifling places.

Thankful for the small things that

remind me of Christmases past,

gone but not forgotten.

My heart swells with pride for these

and these.

And precious memories of these.

May God give us peace 

as we remember

what will no longer be.

Happy New Year, 

Bonnie