Sweetest Days

“I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens, but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls off a string.”


Today unfolded like a beautifully written song, crescendoing in all the right places, letting tension build to just the perfect amount, a few tears kissed the rosy little cheeks of my baby and then, finally, a closing with a magnificent and satisfactory grand finale.

It wasn't that we went anywhere particularly magnificent, or that we did anything extraordinary. But sometimes that's what makes for the best of melodies... the real, the raw, the perfect enjoyment of right here, right now. The ordinary. With each moment fluid and flowing into the next, a steady stream of thoughts and smiles, laughs and reactions, tears and love.

Some of my favorite moments? Waking to the sound of quiet …..

Or when my little guy says in his quiet voice, "I luv you soooo much."

Just together time…….

A sweet day it was indeed, the park greeting us with a sunny smile for ballgames and the yard welcoming us for afternoon play.

It's these beautiful moments, the in-between moments I like to call them... The little things that I want seared into the very core of my memory. The way Ayden's tiny pearly whites peak out from behind his curled pink lips when he laughs, or the way he squints and hides behind his hand when he giggles sometimes. It's the bear hugs goodnight that turn into a game and kissing Ayden's flushed cheeks for the fourth, fifth, sixth time in the moonlight.

The sweetest of days.