Even when we weren’t looking, our life was always there. The morning light was there, the mug of fresh coffee, corn flakes, milk, the shiny spoon on the counter, reflecting our kitchen and our life back at us. It was always there. Their smiles were there, their sleepy eyes, the striped socks, crayons, the big fun mess on the floor, our childhood and theirs. It was always there. The condiment jars in our pantry were there, our favorite records, the cheap souvenirs from our trips, old letters, faded pictures, things lost and things found. It was always there. Even when we weren’t looking, all those things that make up our messy lives and define us, have always been there, waiting for us to notice and cherish them.
So today, show us something about your routine, your family, something that is close to your heart. Something that is always there, even when you are not looking.
The sights and sounds of happy children at play:
http://www.marciescudderphotography.com/index.php?showimage=980
how about the shadows of me and my husband?
http://www.flickr.com/photos/71443419@N00/4092621807/
we pass this field daily, sometimes close to a dozen times. Though it changes with the seasons, it is always there, and for that I am grateful
http://www.flickr.com/photos/7565577@N04/4122055986/
my husband has never left my side even when i take it for granted and lost sight. he is a gem for sure.
http://itsjusthowiseethings.blogspot.com/2009/11/november-gratitude-part-three_16.html
love the post today…really great photo
everyday..sunshine…windows …my special job…I could do without the pink carpet tho’ :
http://www.flickr.com/photos/sammymom/4045097150/
our love for each other….always there, always visible…almost tangible….
http://moredoors.blogspot.com/2009/11/kind-of-sappy.html
This is my first time posting a picture. I put these books on the shelf every day and face them as a librarian would. Minutes later my daughter scatters them on the floor…and I don’t even mind.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/nateandmiranda/4112929236/
Our love and silliness
http://www.flickr.com/photos/jmsheldon/4120365650/
i think we all wish we’d treated our parents better by times…i know i certainly do. i’m a lucky girl.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/lilybeth29/3674577692/in/set-72157594587517465/
My daughter and all her goofy faces! She’s always making them!
http://www.flickr.com/photos/socalimom/4122391927/
Family is surely what is always there for me. In a sweet and lovely way, and sometimes in a "can I please use the toilet by myself" way too.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/48975751@N00/4122665949/
even when i’m far from it (from them) they are not missing. even when the memories that make me who i am are long forgotten, they are not missing.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/camerashymomma/4119603927/
beautiful thoughts today alex.
xo
a list of things.
http://traceyclark.squarespace.com/blog/2009/11/21/what-is-always-there.html
LOVE this post today Alex!
hello handsome!
great words today alex. i felt them so true. home is where my children are. they are my heart and my everyday joy.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/14811117@N02/4070468742/in/set-72157622574515889/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/ridethewavesoflife/2313207187/
that was easy
Great Post
Unconditionally always…
http://www.flickr.com/photos/paichler/4060136813/in/set-72157622701314524/
Thanks, everyone! I love seeing the beauty of what is always there for you! And I wanted to add that this post was inspired by a lovely poem: My Life Before I Knew It, by Lawrence Raab. Here it is: http://writersalmanac.publicradio.org/index.php?date=2001/07/31
My books! They are my babies!
http://www.flickr.com/photos/trudem/4119710457/
Our farm, it’s who we are, and it’s what we love!!!! The cows make up our days, and like you said… they are always there!
http://www.thedaysillremember.com/2008/12/this-is-home.html
Just found your site, and LOVE it!! Can’t wait to read more.