Friday, 26 July 2013: One Hundred and Fifteen Days Old.
It was a public holiday today and although it was rather uneventful it was fulfilling and wholesome and gave me the opportunity to appreciate the little things.
And there are LOTS of little things!
The three of us have our health, we have goals and dreams, we have wonderful friends and loving families, we share adventures, we learn, we love.
It always seems to be that epiphany’s like this hit at the strangest times…
We’d been at the Show (it was the local Show Holiday) and we were making our way to the car, Ayla in the pram with me pushing.
There was an acrobatic show on and a huge crowd had gathered, but we stopped a fair distance away and watched for a moment.
It was like the performance was only for us. There was no one around and we were alone as a family, happy and smiling as the acrobat cracked corny jokes from atop a 50 foot pole.
Then it struck; we are so lucky, to be who we are, where we are, what we are. In that moment, and the next.