Simple Joys

Today was a day of simple joys. It wasn't extraordinary, but it was full of just enough beauty that I wanted to take a moment to share those joys with the world.

Simple Joy #1

Grandpa with my sister's little baby (January 2013)

I ran to the grocery store and while I was there, I saw my cute grandpa. This doesn't seem like a big deal, but it's the first time in my life that this has happened. Nana and Grandpa moved to town almost a year ago. When I saw my grandpa from behind, my heart kind of skipped a beat. Cowboy hat, suspenders, worn out jeans. There was something thrilling about seeing him there, being reminded of the fact that he lives just down the street. I love it.

Simple Joy #2

I talked to my dad for a bit this afternoon. We are experiencing similar frustrations, and it was so nice to gain the perspective I needed to keep moving forward. My problems are small, and my blessings are many. I am so grateful to have the father I do, and so glad daily that my parents are nearby.


Simple Joy #3
Today while Blaine was at work, I mowed the lawn. It takes something off his to-do list, makes me feel energetic, and I love the smell of cut grass. We have SO. MUCH. YARD WORK. but every bit makes me look at the lawn with a bit more hope.

Wait

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WAIT(verb) 
remain in readiness for some purpose. 

Blaine is so good to me. He loves me more than I can wrap my brain around.

This week, we were driving back from a date and I asked him, "Why do you love me so much?"

He replied, "Because I waited a long time for you."

It's a tender response. And, it makes sense on a larger scale. It makes sense that people love babies as much as we do. We wait NINE months for them to come into this world.

In the case of adoption, we will wait for an UNKNOWN amount of time for a child. It's a waiting game. But wait is an action word. Part of waiting is preparing ourselves to be parents.

Using the logic of my Mr., I know that when a child, our child, finds his or her way into our home, that child will be loved more than words.

Because we have waited. And love is worth the wait.
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