If we could see the miracle of a single flower clearly, our whole life would change.
i love this quote that i found recently. and it's so true, for me anyway. miracles come in all different forms. some miracles hit you and you are like "wow, what an amazing miracle". but most miracles are much, much smaller. so small you might not even notice them if you are not paying attention. you probably know i have a small bunch of kids, three of them teenagers. my teenagers are wonderful kids, really nice kids, who, for the most part, stay out of trouble. i really love them a lot. and they also drive me crazy. so crazy, i sometimes want to scream at the top of my lungs. or crumple up into a chair and cry for an hour. i've read up on teens lately and i've found out that all of this is completely normal and there's not much you can do about it. the fact is - they will drive you crazy and it's up to you how you deal with it. working on that one.
so, it was right in the middle of one of those moments. do i scream or cry? one of my teens plunked this flower into my lap. they picked it for me. they knew i would like it. cause it's cool and kind of spiky and a really pretty color. because they love me. and they don't mean to drive me crazy. and they usually aren't even aware that they are driving me crazy - that's normal too i guess. and i accepted the flower with grace and thanks. a little tiny miracle at just the right moment.