The smell of coffee brewing, eggs in the fridge, my dog jumping on my lap, my little pal across the street knocking on my door and asking if I can come out to play and looking at my mums in bloom.
The coffee brewing, my God time, hugs and kisses from my kids, seeing them get along, when my hubby handles cooking/meals, the lit up face of a child who mastered her assestment, oh and I LOVE listening to my children talk to Jesus.
There not really small things because they mean so much to me.
Seeing hurricanes get weaker and not
make land fall.
My daughter getting home just before me and waiting for me.
My cat motormouth jumping on me.
The smell of coffee in the morning, quitting time at work, getting home and being greeted with a smile, the daily pics of our grandkids my wife and I get sent to us.
A message from my granddaughter.My day is all good when I know she is ok.
That first cup of coffee.
eating lots of foood
Chocolate . . .
Snuggling up to my wife.
A good movie.
Warm food on a cool fall day . . .
A nice cup of coffee, and a cinimon roll . . .
buying a movie taking a nap.
when people talk to me nicely!