Quote for the Day : Grace

“You say grace before meals. All right. But I say grace before the concert and the opera, and grace before the play and pantomime, and grace before I open a book, and grace before sketching, painting, swimming, fencing, boxing, walking, playing, dancing and grace before I dip the pen in the ink.”

— G.K. Chesterton



Silly Little Things

Silly Little Things

Life is made up of silly little things.  They join all the big important things together and holds them in place.  The silly little things are, in fact, not so silly after all…
Life wouldn’t be nearly as nice without:

  • Neighbourhood cats who greet you as you walk by, their tales held high in a gesture of happy friendship and interest
  • Babies falling asleep in your arms
  • Candlelight
  • Moonlight
  • Ice cream
  • Flirtatious strangers
  • The dance that happens before a relationship begins
  • Thunderstorms when you are tucked up in bed
  • Cookie dough
  • Cuddles from toddlers
  • The way puppies smell
  • Laughing so hard you do that weird soundless kind of laugh
  • Cheese on Toast with a bowl of soup
  • Soup in general, as long as it is homemade
  • Staying up way past your bedtime, knowing you can sleep in the next day
  • Music videos (especially retro ones from your childhood or teenage years)
  • Re-reading books you know and love
  • Sunrise
  • Sunset
  • The smell of the ocean
  • Fresh sheets (especially if someone else has made the bed for you)
  • Strawberries
  • Brand new notebooks
  • Christmas Eve
  • Three little words – “I Love You”
  • Jimmy Stewart Films
  • Pie
  • The colour blue
  • Butterflies
  • Handmade cards
  • Onesie pyjamas
  • Stripes
  • Polka Dots
  • Vanilla
  • Baby rhinos (Come on, have you seen one of these guys!? So CUTE!)
  • The last day of school
  • Writing in a journal that no one will see but you
  • Talking with a best friend
  • Sitting in silence with a best friend, because you can
  • Watercolour paints
  • Magazines (especially craft, decorating or cooking ones)
  • Cutting and pasting (with scissors and glue, not on a computer)
  • Being noticed, and asked if you’re ok, when you’re feeling blue
  • Singing in the car
  • Roadtrips
  • Caramel
  • Rainbows
  • Candles
  • Bubble baths
  • Autumn leaves

I’m sure there’s lots of things I’ve forgotten.  And that’s what we do – forget the little things.  It’s easy to get caught up in the big problems and the big adventures, the big jobs and the big messes, so we overlook the little things that actually mean the most.  What things make your day happy (or even just bearable, when bearable is all you can hope for)?  I’m going to get in my polka dot onesie now and eat a bowl of soup for my dinner.  I’ll look at some magazines and write in my journal.  Sounds like the start of a pretty good evening to me…

Whatever you’re doing right now, enjoy and be grateful for the little things 🙂




Today, April 8th, is the three year anniversary of me contracting and surviving meningitis.  Those three years have gone by so quickly but, at the same time, my illness seems like just yesterday and I remember my hospital stay in great detail.

This is just a quick post to send out a “Thank You” to all the people (doctors, nurses, family, friends, physiotherapists and so many others) who cared for me and made sure I got through this particularly dark time in my life.  Dark because I was so scared and so very very ill – but also an extremely uplifting experience because I was loved and looked after and never left alone for a single moment.  I think I summed it all up in my Facebook post today (after someone had told me I was amazing):

“Actually I think I am just supremely lucky to have been surrounded by lots and lots of angels in the form of awesome doctors (including the student doctor who came to see me the day after I came out of the coma and said “Meningitis…grrr..agggh” like the zombie at the end of Buffy the Vampire Slayer and told me he was really really glad I didn’t die ’cause that would have been “a bummer and everyone would have been sad”), amazing nurses (who entertained me with hospital gossip and dance routines and brought me milo in the middle of the night and sat on the floor next to my bed and talked to me about anything but illness and fed and dressed and bathed me when I was incapable of doing anything myself), lovely patients who helped look out for me even though they themselves were unwell, wonderful orderlies who rubbed my hands when they were so painful and made me laugh and encouraged me to eat, beautiful friends and family who loved me and visited me and didn’t let me wallow in self pity when all I wanted to do was sink down under it and drown and for everything to be over. I’m not amazing, just amazingly blessed.”

I will be forever grateful to everyone for surrounding me with so much love and care.  It filled up my heart and made my body strong and helped me walk again and come back to the land of the living.