Everyday Miracles...

I think it happens to 

all of us.  

You just go through life.

Same old stuff.

Nothing new.

Nothing bad,

just nothing that great.

You get stuck in a rut.

Then something comes along

that shakes you to the core.

The combination of Lila

being in the hospital and

the Black Forest fire

did that to me.

Shook me to the core.

 Made me sit up and take notice. 

I have a great life.

I have an amazing husband.

I have awesome kids.

I get to help people

all the time as I

volunteer with the IDSC

and my local Down Syndrome Association.

I am blessed.

Sometimes I completely

lose sight of that.

I get caught up in the messes,

the therapy appointments,

the sibling squabbles, 

the temper tantrums,

dealing with insensitive people,

the cooking, 

the laundry,

the stuff.

Two big miracles made

me realize that I haven't 

been paying enough

attention to the

everyday miracles.

 The miracles in

 the small things.

morning hugs

and goodnight kisses

bedtime prayers

and sleepy snuggles

sack races in

pillowcases

races around

the kitchen island

trampoline jumping

endless pretend

 phone conversations

impromptu

dance parties

bath time splashes

pretending with Barbies 

the way Lexi runs and throws

herself into my arms

when I come home from being out

the way Lila tells me,

"You're the best, Mom"

The good stuff.

 

I'm sure there

will come a time when

I will need another reminder

but for now,

I'm reveling in our

everyday miracles.