Stories Collected While Living in France
Truly it is the little things that matter.
Such as thank you and please.
Little things like a smile from a stranger,
someone holding the door open, or like the leaf the falls gracefully from the tree’s crown.
The little things that speak without ever uttering a word, that let others know who we are, like unaimed arrows to the heart. A feeling, a breeze, a moment that changes everything.
Sweet words are like a gift card just for each of us.
That is so true, Corey! Well expressed.
Ahhhh…peace.
Thank-you!
In all our busyness we forget the little things and then all of a sudden you remind us to stop and take note. Good morning and thank you for the reminder. X
Very well said and I couldn’t agree more, unusually for me I can’t think of anything else to say!
It’s possible to set off a virtuous circle–like the opposite of a vicious circle.
This is exactly where I’ve found myself for the last two weeks or so. Absolutely every small, minute thing has such great significance.
small, tender gestures always, always lift the deepest, most sad moments into the light of peace
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