“The simple things/ That come without a price/ The simple things like happiness, joy and love in my life/ I’ve seen it all from so many sides/ And I hope you would agree/ That the best things in life/ Are the simple things” – Joe Cocker: “The Simple Things”
I got thinking today about the simple things that can mean the most in a rotten day: a smile, a hug, a touch. Then I got thinking about how sometimes the simplest of words can mean more than a full-blown speech. How do you feel when you hear or say the following?
– Thank you.
– I love you.
– I miss you.
– How are you?
When was the last time you said these words to yourself? I’ve had this week to myself, literally, and realized I don’t say these words to myself anymore. I forget to thank myself for what I do, I forget to love myself, I miss myself and most times I don’t know how I’m doing, but I know I’m getting by. I forget the simple things and focus on the complicated and then wonder why I’m tired and crabby. This week has allowed me to remind myself of the simple things.
- A Guilty Pleasure and a Moment of Glee (caregiving.com)
- Validation (caregiving.com)
- Who Are You and What Have You Done to My Mother? (caregiving.com)