Simple Pleasures

Once upon a time there was a young woman. She had two small boys, lived in a small, rented condo and had very little to call her own besides that. But this young woman found pleasure in the simplest things, the smell after a rain fall, watching her boys grow and learn, a good workout, a good mark on a college paper, and her quiet time at the end of the day. This was the time when the boys were tucked in for the night, she would turn on her favourite music, often James Taylor, lay on the rug on the floor and just relax to the sound of the music.

The years accumulated, the young woman started moving towards middle age, she had two more boys. Then her illness started to really take its toll on her body, life became terribly complicated, she lost a marriage, her first two boys grew up and her body was so very very tired and in pain and she forgot the little pleasures in life. Physically, mentally, spiritually and financially broken she questioned why her life had come to this chapter.

One spring, as she leaned back in her chair, feet up, listening again to Mr. Taylor, she realised that the memories of enjoying the simple things in life were returning. Despite all the trials and tribulations, she was indeed very blessed in her life, a sound roof over their head where she can watch her younger two boys grow and learn, listen to the gentle rain, and able to enjoy the sounds of the country life mingled with the music that makes her heart smile.

Today, may you remember the simple pleasures and the abundant blessings of life and always remember, you've got a friend.

~ Shannon *Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ*