The littlest things mean the most...

Yesterday was just one of those days; an argument with a loved one, an uncomfortable ride home from work on the bus, and an all around lousy day. Sometimes when I'm feeling bogged-down in life, I can start to forget that it's the little things that mean the most.

DIY Origami paper crane mobile, hanging above our bed

I spent a good deal of time last night feeling sorry for myself. Eventually I came to the conclusion that I have so much to be thankful for, and a home filled with "little things" that make me happy; if I can only take the time to really see them...

xo

Elizabeth