A Fistful Of Flowers...
was brought to my back door the other day.
In between the down pouring of rain, the wind, and the gloomy gray,
I managed to get the kids to go breathe some outdoor air in order to
take a break from school and chores.
A knock on my back door while I was trying to hurry and do the dishes before their return, and I opened it to find these lilacs in the fist of one of my boys.
His "Here mom, these are for you",
was what has gotten me through these past gloomy and hurried days of school, sports, and mundane everyday routines.
Sometimes it's the small moments
or the seemingly little things,
that can get someone through a day.
His simple handful of flowers have meant more to me than anything these past few days.
Here's wishing you all,
a Fist~full of Flowers.