There are many times (perhaps you’ve felt this way) that life is overly complicated. The din of traffic pales to the psychological and social noise threatening to deafen and deaden your senses. Some small rest, some brief moment of peace would be more than welcomed. Such a simple precious instant of clarity and joy would be embraced and cherished.
There are times (maybe you feel this way now) that someone calls your attention to a memory of happiness, to a recollection of wonders and imaginations. Sitting in the warmth of sunshine reading or painting, seeing your children play, feeling the great hug of your father or grandmother or friend – these capsules of life are loved and we would do well to hold them dear. We would do well to make more of them, to create as well as remember the sweet and simple things that matter.