I made my way home, exhausted from the day.  Whenever I think life cannot get any more crazy, life ups the ante.

This is when the little things save you.

As I walked slowly to the subway, I paused to look at the architecture.  I realized I hadn’t really seen this part of town in the daylight.  I hadn’t left the office while there was still daylight in quite a while.

I looked around, surprised at how European the lines of the buildings seemed. The moon nestled itself in the curve of the building ahead of me.

The sight of the moon always makes me feel calm.

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I took my time getting home, deliberately looking around, seeking something—anything—that seemed beautiful.

Once I got home, I stepped off the elevator and walked down the hall towards my apartment.  As I approached my front door, I began to smell something.

I’d bought flowers a few days before, because the cold air has lingered much too long, and I longed for something evocative of spring.  Tulips and hyacinths.  The scent in the hallway reminded me of my hyacinths.  They are one of the first flowers to be planted around the city this time of year, and their fragrance makes me happy.

When I got to my front door, I realized the fragrant scent was coming from my apartment.  My hyacinths had perfumed half of my floor.  Before I turned the key in my lock, I closed my eyes and inhaled.

I opened the door, and the heady scent of my flowers greeted me.  It was good to be home.

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May small things of beauty welcome you home this week.

xo, with goodness and grace.

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