Simply Live

The older I get, the more I realize that life has less to do with the “things” we own, the money we make, the cars we drive and the people we usually don’t like but worry about anyway try to impress. I realize that life is less about those kinds of things, and more about the simple things. The things that matter.

Like the yellow roses my husband bought me for my birthday…

Life is less about the messes that are made, and more about the moments we remember.

Like eating cookie dough with my Baseball Playing baby boy…

Life is less about “perfection” and the “right way” to do something or capture something (photographically speaking), and more about just doing it and not worrying about whether it’s right or wrong.

Like snapping photos of the little guy. He doesn’t always need to be looking, and the picture doesn’t always have to have the perfect lighting or even (sometimes) the perfect focus…

Life is about more than the rain and the dreariness and the not-so-perfect things that happen, and more about the little accidents, the snippets of good that are brought out by all of the hard times and the frustration that life can bring our way.

Sometimes, I just feel like we—well, I spend too much time focusing on the rules, the right and wrong way of doing things, and forget to focus on what truly matters. The simple things. The minute, basic, sometimes-overlooked things.

There’s too much anticipating and looking ahead, and not enough living the “now” in our society. And I love when I am able to sit back, relax, and just be in the moment.

I got a lot of that this weekend, and I’m hoping to add more of it to my lifestyle as the days and weeks go by.

Linking up with Mama Kat’s Writers Workshop today.

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