My Smile

I noticed, as I went about my day today all stress-faced and serious, completely consumed in my own affairs, closed off to others, that I had no smile and when I forced it, I felt it...the pinched, pursed lips.

Attractive.

But I when I left the office after a 9 hour day, and I have to say - those 9 hours only revealed more that I have yet to learn, as spent as I was, I reminded myself that when I walk in the front door of my house, all of that which weighed my face down stays put - outside, away from the children, who only know they have not seen me all day and I them.

And I did it.

I have little ongoing success with unloading so this was big but bigger still was the change of perspective that this little mind exercise inspired for me.

I took note of my blessings as they presented themselves to me from this point in my evening.

The stuff that could get swept between the cracks of ones larger life...a board game with my kids, movie time and homemade soup, a dear soul willing to sub my class tonight so I could stay with my children (AND she was the first call I made), a friend picking up tickets for the Indigo Girls concert so I don't have one MORE thing to do...and dear cyber friends taking the time to share their thoughts with me here, helping me to feel heard, charting a new kind of conversation.

The little stuff means a lot.

And it was the little stuff that drew the corners of my reluctant mouth up for the smile I had been waiting for ALL day.

Love and peace to each and every one of you.

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