I was reading a blog post today on inspiring joie de vivre in your home that got me thinking about this little vase on the windowsill in my kitchen. Because it’s beautiful, yes… I love the blue and green with an airy cloud of white. That alone would make me smile every time I look at it. But even more than that, it has memories tied to it. Purchased on a recent trip to Asheville, this little vase always reminds of the joy of friends, fun, adventure. And the baby’s breath, they are from a bouquet of roses that my dad brought me on my birthday.
So much of the beauty in life is about the small things that layer up to create a series of joyful moments. While this may just be a pretty picture to you, it’s a symbol to me of the many small things I have to be grateful for and a reminder to open myself up to “the keen enjoyment of life”.
