A Million Little Moments

I like my bedroom in the morning as the sun starts to peak through my windows.

And looking into my bedroom to see a bed that is made.

I like rainy days at home.

And the white noise of a thunderstorm.

I like using a straw.

And buying fun straws with different designs on them.

I like writing deep and surface things down in my journal.

And reading those journals ten years later.

I like approval and guidance from family and friends on life choices I'm making and shoes I am purchasing.

And knowing that ultimately, who I really want is approval and guidance from is God Himself.

I like how cold the sheets feel when I first crawl into my bed at night.

And stretching like a baby first thing after waking up.

I like singing anywhere and everywhere at anytime.

And trying to find a harmony to any and every melody.

I like Netfilx, and Hulu, and Amazon, oh my.

And having the freedom to watch my shows whenever I want.

I like sunsets.

And knowing that not one sunset or sunrise has been or ever will be the same.

I like reading the Word of God.

And I like when IT reads me, when the words jump off the page.

I like sending snail mail.

And receiving it, too.

I like painting my nails at least once a week.

And spontaneous adventures.

I like washing my face before bed.

And falling asleep on the couch at night.

I like dressing up and feeling cute and pretty and like a girl.

And also, I like the pajamas-all-day kinda days.

I like not knowing how it’s always “supposed to be”.

And learning to go with the flow.

I like quiet bookstores.

And restaurants that serve brunch.

I like laughing until it hurts so bad and you can’t breathe.

And shedding a few tears, too.

Most of all, I like the simple and small joys that a million little moments in life brings.