The holidays have me thinking that sometimes it really is the simple things
that really matter the most.
Bonfires. Old Friends. Family traditions. Fresh Coffee. Rainy days.
When my family gets together for the Thanksgiving holidays we always share something that we have been most thankful for the past year. I shared that I was thankful for supportive parents in college, when so many of my friends have predestined plans that their parents have for them. My parents have guided me in the right step but also not forgotten to enjoy the simple things.
Anyways, that’s
what got me thinking about a few of my favorite simple memories.
Bonfires. Old Friends. Family traditions. Fresh Coffee. Rainy days.
When my family gets together for the Thanksgiving holidays we always share something that we have been most thankful for the past year. I shared that I was thankful for supportive parents in college, when so many of my friends have predestined plans that their parents have for them. My parents have guided me in the right step but also not forgotten to enjoy the simple things.
I was six years old and all my way older
and cooler cousins had mastered the iconic Charlie Brown skiis before me. This
was my third attempt to get up and I was getting quite discouraged. My last try had
my little body getting dragged underwater as I refused to get let go of the
rope. Swimming back again to the handlebars, I heard my cousin yell “Stand up
Margaret! C'mon! You just have to stand up!” My uncle hit the boat motor and we were
off and once I found my feet on the water I focused and hit the correct skiing
position. Suddenly I was really up on the waves - and I sure felt like I was on top of the world! I’ll never forget that feeling as my
whole family had turned around and was whooping and hollering and passing out
high fives because of me!
One of my other favorite memories was when I bought
my first coffee maker. Growing up, parents were fearful of coffee, thinking it to be a toxic and chemically off-balence addicitve. They have also never tried a Starbucks hazenlut latte or any brewed beverage in their 50 years. So I don't put it too far past them. Anyways, when I went off to college, the first stop I made
after moving in was to purchase my very own Kurig coffee maker. I was finally
able to become the coffee connoisseur I had dreamed of becoming - that first
cup of coffee couldn’t have tasted better! Now, a cup of freshly brewed light roast coffee is truly one of the simple day to to day matters that still makes me smile.
Check this happy website for more simple wonders.
http://justlittlethings.net/page/7
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