life.

Sometimes life just gets a little crazy......  

Sometimes it is forgetting to breathe.  

Sometimes it a friendly unanticipated smile. 

Sometimes it is taking out my pony tail at the end of a day. 

Sometimes it is an unexpected hug. 

Sometimes it sounds a lot like screaming children.  

Sometimes it is a skinned knee.  

Sometimes it is a spilled raspberry's on brand new carpet.  

Sometimes it is bare feet in cool grass on a hot day.  

Sometimes it is feeling like I am a cartoon with steam coming out of my ears.  

Sometimes it is a phone call from an old friend.  

Sometimes it is hearing a smile over the phone.  

Sometimes it is a bowl of ice cream dripping in chocolate sauce and whipping cream. 

Sometimes it is a cry so hard it shakes your whole body. 

Sometimes it is an unexpected comment.  

Sometimes it is feeling a child's joy and excitement.  

Sometimes it is letting yourself fall. 

Sometimes it is remembering an old locker combination or a phone number from your childhood.  

Sometimes it is feeling proud of your heritage.  

Sometimes it is an icey cold drink of lemonade.  

Sometimes it is a new magazine in the mail.  

Sometimes it is a handwritten note.  

Sometimes it is not having to make dinner.  

Sometimes it is feeling like 7:00 will not come soon enough (kids bedtime).  

Sometimes it is a knock on the door.  

Sometimes it is a gallon of spilled milk because "I was doing it by myself so you could keep resting."  

Sometimes it is a garbage emptied before I have to ask.  

Sometimes it is waking up to the smell of pancakes.  

Sometimes it is the excitement of a rollie-pollie.  

Sometimes it a the thrill of a swing.  

Sometimes it is joy.  

Sometimes it is the deepest sorrow.  

Sometimes it is the softest touch.  

Sometimes it is a big bear hug.  

Sometimes it is a clean fridge.  

Sometimes it is a pulling a tag off a new shirt.  

Sometimes it is a good book.  

Sometimes it is love.  

Sometimes it is accomplishing a task.  

Sometimes it is learning something new. 

Sometimes it is a random memory that slips into your mind.  

Sometimes it is a rainstorm that keeps you locked inside all day.  

Sometimes it is feeling the warm cement under your toes.  

Sometimes it is a familiar sight. 

Sometimes it is a longing gaze.  

Sometimes it is a wish for more.  

Sometimes it is a new sweatshirt that hasn't been washed yet.

Sometimes it is a day of patience.    

Sometimes it is a quiet moment.

Sometimes it is a dream.

Sometimes it is a new beginning or a fresh start.

Sometimes it is sheets straight from the dryer.  

Sometimes it is a Sunday afternoon.

Sometimes it is a smell of a roast in the oven.

Sometimes it is the crunching of leaves under feet.

Sometimes it is a chance to make someone else happy.

Sometimes it is being the first to open a new book (feeling the cracking of the spine).

Sometimes it is a stubbed toe in the dark of night.

Sometimes I just have to take a step back and realize tomorrow will be another day.   

And.....Sometimes the best thing I can do, is to enjoy the little things.