I got home from a 4-day trip yesterday. When I got home, a glass of wine, along with dinner, was waiting for us to enjoy. We turned on a movie and settled in for a quiet evening since I was heading out this morning on another trip.

It was lovely…except that I was tired and maybe, just maybe, a teensy bit cranky. I tried, I really did, but John very wisely put tired, cranky Marci to bed at 645pm.

I got up this morning at 6am and went downstairs to let John sleep for a while longer…and was greeted by two very happy puppies who wanted ALL the snuggles and pets. What else did I find? That the coffee pot was all set up and only needed to be turned on.

One thing I have come to realize is that it really is the little things that are the big things. It’s paying attention and seeing what the other person needs. It’s also realizing that you’ve been seen, heard, and cared for.