Little Things

I’ve heard so many people lately complain about the little things in life.  You know the stuff, laundry, ironing, ornery kids, etc.  I’m a little bothered by that right now, because I see things very differently.  That’s probably because we have faced so much adversity with our girls.  I feel blessed that I have a family who needs me to do laundry.  Even the arguing kids, as irritating as that can be, remind me how blessed I am to have all three little arguing pipsqueaks.  And really, when I can watch them get along beautifully and walk down the road holding hands, even if that’s not always how it is, what more could I possibly want?  I will never take any of that for granted.  And for that, I am eternally grateful.