I saw this plaque in a catalog the other day...
H aving
A bsolute
P erfect
P leasure
I n
N ormal
E eryday
S imple
S tuff
If my life had a motto, this would be it. I have always cherished those fleeting moments of everyday simple stuff. I've never thought that tons of money or tons of stuff equaled happiness. I believed it was something bigger, but much more simple. Like a husband who makes Sunday breakfast. Like a son who pushes the grocery cart and entertains his little brother. Like the son who helps his sister with her spelling. Like the daughter who gives "just because I love you" hugs. Like the baby who reminds me everyday that he is not the baby, but still climbs into my bed every night. So simple, so perfectly perfect.
