This is how it began. I loved this idea. Two friends, miles apart, capturing and sharing the everyday with each other. We developed it a little into the act of choosing to notice and that in itself being a form of gratitude..
Now, a small toddler, a new city, a new job, a new church, a husband who has been very sick... and just day to day life - keeping the mound of washing under some sort of control, cooking wholesome meals for a growing family and getting my head around a new job have meant these moments, although they happen no less, haven't been captured so often.
My head though bursts with them. Each and every day. How the light falls a certain way on an object. How the colours of the food I am preparing look so beautiful. How the home is filled with sweet moments each day.
With a small person time is filled with noticing things - today it was introducing him to a bumblebee, and discovering the joy of water fights with a garden hose. Tommorow it will be something new. Guilt can slip in as I realise diaries haven't been written for months, photographs lay buried deep on phones, never seeing the light of day again. Yet these moments are still deeply treasured.
I hope so much to share them more often. x.
