These are the things that make me pause, contentment fills my soul and I raise my eyes to heaven, thanking God: 
Might be weird to you - or might not - a full fruit basket. Often when I drive home from the grocery store, I think of the work ahead - hauling in groceries, putting them away, etc., then I smile to myself and thank God that we can do this - buy groceries and feed our family. As I open the apples, oranges, bananas, etc and place them in the basket, I stop and admire them - always a fruit lover myself - I love the thought of my kids (Garret mainly) asking me if the pear is ripe enough to eat, etc. Life is good if my fruit basket is full.
Clean sheets. I always remember to breathe in the aroma when I crawl into bed after my sheets have hung out on the clothes line all day.
Seeing a new plant grow. Spring is a beautiful time of year, and I get freshly inspired to make my garden this year better than it's been.
Blue skies. My mood changes as the sunshine does. I go from wishing for a nap, to sitting up straighter, breathing in the fresh air, and being energized to get outside and soak it up.
Having someone shampoo my hair. Ahhh, nothing is like getting a shampoo - the tension eases away....
Holding hands. Having my husband's hand in mine, fills me with a peaceful, satisfied feeling - I remember that we're not just parents, we are a couple and we are together - through this incredible journey.
A road trip. I love seeing different scenery as we travel- love getting "away from it all". I find myself reminescing of days passed, when as a child, I sat in the back of our van, every once in a while catching my dad's eye in the rear-view mirror - contented and safe, together as a family, experiencing new things. Now I love making memories for my own children.
Children. No one can guess the joys of parenting, unless you've experienced it yourself. A baby's breath on your face. His chuckle. How at 3 months of age, he studies his hands, and practices using them... You realize how he loves you when you go out, and the interested neighbor can't get him to smile no matter what - yet he's got one for you almost everytime you look his way.
Mother's Day gifts from your kids. I love it - every year - the kids come home with these treasures that they are so proud of, and want so much to impress you with their work. And it's beautiful - maybe not in the eyes of others, but is a masterpiece in mine.
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