little & simple

There's some beauty in the simplicity that comes alongside having a two year old. You learn, with kids, that it is usually the little things that mean the most.

Barney & Friends is on tv; one of Barney's friends makes a joke. For a good thirty minutes after the joke is said, it's the funniest thing ever.

She's looking for her yellow blanket. Mommy's a hero when she finds it [right where it was, and has been for the last day or two] and gets a million "oh, thank you mommy! I love you!" kisses.

We're sitting at the table, getting lunch ready and I tell her which sandwich is my favorite. She grins her little grin and says "that's mine too!" as though sharing a favorite with mommy is the best thing to ever happen.

Something as simple as finding two matching cards during a round of the matching game makes her day.

It's amazing.
& honestly, I wouldn't change any piece of it, for anything.

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change.

Unlike much of the general population, I keep to myself. I'm not at all the talkative type, instead, I'm quiet.
I think, a lot, but usually keep my thoughts to myself. It's how I've grown to be.

A lot of it stems from the fact that I've had some relationships that resulted in me getting things I said, in confidence, thrown back in my face.
Even more of it stems in the fact that I'm just quiet. It's how I am.

Changing how a person has been, especially for such a long time, is so much easier said than done. It's a challenging process, especially when you aren't even sure where, or how, to start. And that, right there, is my problem.

I want to change, but in this case, wanting just isn't enough. Trying doesn't seem to be either, as that's left me right where I started.

Here's to hoping 2010 brings me that change, huh?

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