So I was cleaning the bathroom last night at ten
like any sane person would,
when I looked at my freshly filled soap dispenser
and was suddenly overwhelmed by the gorgeous
color swirl from the new soap I had decided
to purchase this time and the old soap.
Sure one was white the other peach,
so the contrast wasn't so decisive.
But what I thought about was how happy I felt each time
I implemented a new- often different colored-
soap in with an older soap.
Like a kid watching a magic show.
I looked around and found a couple of other things
that also made me happy every time.
My seashells on display:
And my newly-perfectly placed purse:
So I urge everyone on this Valentines Day dedicated to love.
To love all the little things
as well the big ones.
They can both make you very happy.
