Smell The Coffee

It is time for a different sort of blog ... A blog that isn't dealing with my confusion, or my doubts, or fears. This blog is a simple statement of where I intend for my mind to dwell. I have noticed recently that I do not take near enough time to stop and smell the coffee, enjoy those simple moments. I have done a bit of that today, and intend to make a concious effort to do more. I do not tell the people that I care about how much that they mean to me nearly enough. I do not stop and listen to their laughter, or count their smiles. I intend to do a better job at those things. I generally speak of turmoil, pain, and confusion; because my life has had more than its fair share of those things in the last couple years (or so). To put it mildly though, I have had enough of the fear and doubt that it has brought into my life. I have learned lessons through these tough times, lessons that I will never forget, but it is time for me to get back to the person that I am at my core. I am the person that can get a kick out of watching/ listening to Mitchell and Emilee carry on a conversation. I smile inside when the twins sit in awe as I build a fire to warm them. There is nothing like listening to Jill from the other room as she is rolling with laughter over "cakewrecks" ... I do indeed have so very much to be thankful for, and intend to do a better job slowing down and taking the time to appreciate it.