It’s a rainy day once again. Sitting here in my living room enjoying my cup of coffee and just thinking .. in my sons letters home he has stated many times it’s about the simple things and little things . I know he’s missing home and there has been a lot of time of him thinking and being only 18 and first time away from home , family , friends , and not much contact except hand written letters every 13 days how he receives them is a very big change. I just hope once he is home on leave he will remember this . .Statement.
It really is about the little things I have always thought that . No other way of thinking otherwise when I’ve grew up in a big family with little money to go around . Oh don’t get me wrong I’m not complaining at all .. just the way it was and we were not poor by any means , we had everything we needed and then some . Christmas with a beautiful simple Christmas tree presents under it and we counted how many present but whatever amount there was we were happy and satisfied But you know growing up there’s always I wants. And yes at times we got the I wants but when we were able to get jobs then we used our money. Life was simple though the suppers at 5 every night or you came home heated it up or made something else you ate what my mom made . Or you made a sandwich . Yes a sandwich .. Summers we cooked out a lot stayed out till bed time . Went to drive in movies . Can’t recall going to a theater much . My dad had a boat so weekends sailing . We always went to the Town fair . So simple . Until this day I’ve lived simple . My house isn’t fancy it’s a ranch style we built it’s simple cozy , homey .its not elegant it’s lived in . ( haha) and thankful for that because anything bigger would be too much to take care of for me. When the kids were little we went to the beach a lot with the whole family , my kids always had what they needed and yes alway wanted more ..if we could they got it if not they didn’t . Now the days are quieter and life is even more calmer and my past time is reading , writing , long rides with my hubby , lots of chats, and yes just plain simple nights home watching tv with my hubby or if my kids are here in which now my son wrote how he misses this . As he grew older it was only happening if he had no money to go out Hmm what you realize. . I’m sure sounds boring to some . I wouldn’t want to change anything …we..lll maybe bring back for a bit my kids being little and home more. Yes I know they grow up … and fast. Change comes and it is what it is. .. In this world now we want more never have enough money.. things but do we ever think about time ? No too busy running having to keep up with what everyone else is doing or has whether it makes you happy or not worrying more of what you say and how . Which honestly truth is the best but that is slowly fading away in these times along with love morals values , being replace with hate , rudeness , and a lot of regrets. maybe for a bit all the running around being what everyone wants you to be does make us happy but then eventually something hits us in the face with a dose of reality and you then realize what matters . . Ahh yes the simple things .. family, your special close friends you can count on your fingers . That’s what matters .