sitting in the shadow in the middle of the day
rain and thunder our only music.
we passed canned salmon around and called it lunch.
little guy asked, “mama, what is electricity?”
carefully we counted, sorted and lined up
fruit snacks mama dug from a secret place.
they are good for cheering up on a day like this.
nobody even noticed when the power was restored
a sigh of relief to see this…
oh the things we often take for granted.
reading poetry to little brother
who while playing with his cars whispered matthew 6:25
as if saying “mama, keep doing what you’re doing…”
soaking in the moment
a mama’s heart is swell.
I am beginning to learn that it is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all.
~Laura Ingalls Wilder
blessings to all.