Little big things 


Another Saturday spent on the road and working. Learning to be better, to understand more, 

to improve, always.

And when I returned to the house we are staying at, I was greeted with excitement. 

I planned a fun afternoon of park then bath and hot chocolate. All the things small children love in one day. 

And they did.

They ran and played and chased squirrels, 

laughing in the cold air until the adults called it quits.

The bath was an event for fishes, made better with the addition of bubbles, 

topped off with hot chocolate and marshmallows, as promised. 

Small things, big things. 

The things that matter cost so little, can be so easy.

There’s no proxy for time, no substitute for love. 

My little big things, 

I love coming home to my heart.