Each morning I pass this storefront on my way to work.
The streets of the village are nearly empty. It’s 6:30 A.M. and my thoughts are filled with lists and tasks waiting for me in the day ahead. I am already feeling pressured and pre-occupied instead of simply appreciating these quiet moments.
Then here it is, this lovely gift, radiating a beautiful, warming comfort.
I am thankful for this snippet of joy during this season of darkness. A reminder.
Vaccines are coming. Peace and calm will eventually return.
And our little hometown remains.
My heart is full.
There is hope and comfort to be found in the smallest of things– if we only take time to notice them. My ‘snippets of joy’ come when I’m out on walking in the woods.