When we look deep into our lives do we remember all the passion and love that has promoted our existence? Sometimes it is so simple and small we often set it aside and forget the moment that perhaps made ones day. I enjoy sharing mine with a smile or nod to all I encounter. I see a return from many and feel good to have shared with someone. Here in the Midwest it is easy to strike up a conversation with most people. I like to express my thoughts, but sometimes am hesitant to express my true feelings for some, in fear of provoking the wrong idea. I have a few friends who have stirred up a variety of thoughts within my heart, yet place this into a building block to enrich our friendship. I passed a couple looking over their motor home at a rest area recently, and wondered how long they had shared their interests to now be able to survive in such a tiny home and enjoy what they have. I yearn to be in this situation, yet have had a hard time finding that person to be part of me. Having been married for a little over two decades I wonder if I am still trying to recreate the situation too much. At my age I don’t feel I want to make more children, yet see this as what made my previous relationship so unique. I sit and ponder, then look at a little dog that does help make my life happy. It is a small retreat into happiness, and sharing our love for the outdoors. It is the small things in our lives that we need to put together and build into love. It surrounds us and many never understand that feeling.