After the intensity of yesterday’s post I long for the simple again.

Just the everyday thoughts and remembering the everyday stuff that makes life beautiful.20140605_224323

Like the grown kids popping into visit and my refrigerator being full enough to feed them all, no problem.

Full. Abundant. Lots of left-overs. Fresh stuff, too.

Like the cool air on my bare arms last night as hubby agreed to walk at a nearby park. The clouds were cotton on blue and by the time we left the pink tinged them with glory. We bumped into some longtime friends who were at the lake fishing. Our youngest son rode his long board, weaving in and out of the those who, like us, strolled the sidewalk.

Just beautiful, simple living.

Hubby and I went grocery shopping.

We found a great sale and bought meat. Chicken breasts. roasts. steak.

And we COULD. We could pay for it.

How many times have I taken such simple graces for granted?

Today blueberries arrived on my doorstep. I’m dreaming of blueberry pancakes. There’s already real whipped cream waiting in the fridge to top them.

The roses are beginning to bloom, and I planted bright fuchsia and dark purple petunias. Would you believe a few pansies lived all winter long in my flowerbed, right through the snow, and have raised their pretty faces to greet me?



I put a bright pink Gerber daisy next to them, a feast for my eyes each time I travel my own sidewalk.


I’m walking again, and those few pounds that tried to steal my weight loss are beginning to recede. I am empowered. Stronger when I walk.

My new-to-me $25 dishwasher is amazing. After the week and a half of hand washing I’m especially grateful. And it holds more dishes and gets them cleaner than the old one did. And after a week and a half of the chaos of repairing the damaged floor and having clutter everywhere, my living room and kitchen feel huge. Clutter makes me claustrophobic, but oh the joy ofย putting everything in its place again! It makes an ordinary, familiar room seem new.

20140605_224433-1Fresh mint and lavender now grace my glass water pitchers, picked from plants next to the driveway. Sometimes I add lemon slices.

This isn’t a fancy post. No careful wording, no effort to ease into a poetic feel, no going deep.

Just real.

Just me.

Just thankful.

Just hoping you and I can grab a little joy and rest in a little beauty.

Noticing the little things.






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13 thoughts on “Grateful

  1. Jan B. Parrish June 6, 2014 at 3:32 pm Reply

    Refreshing. Great reminder to be content with what we have and to appreciate the every day details of our lives. Joy and contentment emanates from this post.

  2. Kathy Kovach June 6, 2014 at 5:27 pm Reply

    And once again, you have effortlessly brought me to tears. I love you, my sweet friend.

  3. paulfg June 6, 2014 at 5:34 pm Reply

    Everyday stuff. Beautiful. ๐Ÿ™‚

    • Paula Moldenhauer June 11, 2014 at 2:39 pm Reply

      Thanks, Paul. I was surprised not to see a response from you on my last post. Was interested in your take . . .

      • paulfg June 11, 2014 at 2:55 pm

        Hiya Paula – I read your last post – and had a number of thoughts. All clouded by a confusion.

        One was becoming more and more aware of the “politics” in “stuff” your side of the Atlantic – and being blissfully out of the loop. A second was the “patriarchy” thing in home-schooling – and having no idea what that meant in context. And the third – and most important – was your italics at the top: a hesitancy in pressing the publish button.

        Conclusion: a very real concern that any words I added would probably have been confusing to your readers, your message and your reasons for that post. If that sounds like I “bottled out” – it does carry a certain similarity! ๐Ÿ™‚

        So let me add another thought. Those italics told me it “cost you” you to press the publish button. Yet even adding that thought might have been interpreted as something else in a context not mine.

        If this makes any sense at all – that post caught my attention. And having added these words – if you are able – I am keen to understand better. Because brave and loving it was – I just don’t understand why.

  4. Cynthia June 7, 2014 at 2:00 pm Reply

    ๐Ÿ™‚ This is refreshing!

  5. mariekeates June 9, 2014 at 9:55 pm Reply


  6. Paula Moldenhauer June 11, 2014 at 3:31 pm Reply

    Not sure how to respond. If you are truly interested in further conversation about this why don’t you email me at and we’ll see if we can both understand the other person’s questions/concerns

    • paulfg June 11, 2014 at 3:41 pm Reply

      Truly interested. Thank you. ๐Ÿ™‚

      Will email tonight after work (UK time)

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