Some days the best part of the day is the simplest things. Sometimes it's at the end of the day when you feel like you've just lived another yesterday. Like every day is the same. Then something happens and you see the joy and peace of it all. When nothing at all "important" happens and you see how valuable it really is.
Listing to my husband read a pile of books to him before bed. Simple. Beautiful.
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