Comments on: for no reason at all http://emilywithaheart.com/2008/05/27/for-no-reason-at-all/ a dreamer. a traveller. one who dares to change the world. Fri, 13 May 2011 00:27:44 -0500 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.5 hourly 1 By: Amy Laboe http://emilywithaheart.com/2008/05/27/for-no-reason-at-all/comment-page-1/#comment-353 Amy Laboe Thu, 05 Jun 2008 02:51:13 +0000 http://emilywithaheart.com/?p=60#comment-353 new notebooks. .5 mechanical pencils... not .7, they smear. new whiteboard markers french bread a knowing look with a friend salsa music my new IPOD classic wild birds spring sun best friends new notebooks.
.5 mechanical pencils… not .7, they smear.
new whiteboard markers
french bread
a knowing look with a friend
salsa music
my new IPOD classic
wild birds
spring
sun
best friends

]]> By: Lou http://emilywithaheart.com/2008/05/27/for-no-reason-at-all/comment-page-1/#comment-317 Lou Wed, 28 May 2008 13:56:58 +0000 http://emilywithaheart.com/?p=60#comment-317 I Love... ...my sons first words as he is waking up "Hey momma" ...the sounds when my whole family has gathered ...my husbands voice ...full moons ...star filled skies ...the smell after the rain ...the ability to have joy in the midst of the storm. (not that I always express that) I Love…
…my sons first words as he is waking up “Hey momma”
…the sounds when my whole family has gathered
…my husbands voice
…full moons
…star filled skies
…the smell after the rain

…the ability to have joy in the midst of the storm. (not that I always express that)

]]> By: Dani http://emilywithaheart.com/2008/05/27/for-no-reason-at-all/comment-page-1/#comment-316 Dani Wed, 28 May 2008 13:11:41 +0000 http://emilywithaheart.com/?p=60#comment-316 My kids wanting me to read to them or to read me a book. My husband just because he is who he is and nothing will change that. Fresh coffee The smell of fresh peaches getting a tan (which I won't be getting this summer) Listening to Nanette (Jason's grandmother) talk about living in France during the war. She can tell some great storeies. Rainbows. I scan the skies after a rain for them. I thank God everytime I see one because I know He is reminding me that His word is true. My kids wanting me to read to them or to read me a book.

My husband just because he is who he is and nothing will change that.

Fresh coffee

The smell of fresh peaches

getting a tan (which I won’t be getting this summer)

Listening to Nanette (Jason’s grandmother) talk about living in France during the war. She can tell some great storeies.

Rainbows. I scan the skies after a rain for them. I thank God everytime I see one because I know He is reminding me that His word is true.

]]> By: Katie http://emilywithaheart.com/2008/05/27/for-no-reason-at-all/comment-page-1/#comment-311 Katie Tue, 27 May 2008 22:52:52 +0000 http://emilywithaheart.com/?p=60#comment-311 Happy Hour at Sonic- 1/2 Half Drinks Sticking my feet in sand Pedicures Hugs from my students Old Family pictures Pretty Sunsets Laughing so hard that I cry Happy Hour at Sonic- 1/2 Half Drinks

Sticking my feet in sand

Pedicures

Hugs from my students

Old Family pictures

Pretty Sunsets

Laughing so hard that I cry

]]> By: Deanna http://emilywithaheart.com/2008/05/27/for-no-reason-at-all/comment-page-1/#comment-310 Deanna Tue, 27 May 2008 21:05:16 +0000 http://emilywithaheart.com/?p=60#comment-310 Some of the things that bring me happiness: - Hearing Weston say 'Mama'; it never gets old. - Rocking Weston. (when he lets me; he thinks he's a big boy now so this is rare) - Getting cards in the mail. (Birthday, Christmas, Valentine, etc.) - Feeling appreciated. - Watching old home videos. - Getting a phone call from an old friend. - Every year, on our anniversary, I love it when Dwayne surprises me (although I know its coming) with those Reeses Easter Eggs. We ate two boxes on our honeymoon and he’s kind of made it a tradition now to where we eat them every year. This is just one of the ways he reminds me how lucky I am to have him and all the JOY he brings into my life. - The smell of sunscreen. (Emily, this must be equivalent to your chlorine smell; it just reminds me of summertime.) - VBS (Again, reminds me of summertime and childhood.) - Taking pictures. My photo albums are my treasures. I could go on and on but I'll stop. It's nice to stop and be appreciative of the "little things" in our lives that bring happiness. Some of the things that bring me happiness:
- Hearing Weston say ‘Mama’; it never gets old.
- Rocking Weston. (when he lets me; he thinks he’s a big boy now so this is rare)
- Getting cards in the mail. (Birthday, Christmas, Valentine, etc.)
- Feeling appreciated.
- Watching old home videos.
- Getting a phone call from an old friend.
- Every year, on our anniversary, I love it when Dwayne surprises me (although I know its coming) with those Reeses Easter Eggs. We ate two boxes on our honeymoon and he’s kind of made it a tradition now to where we eat them every year. This is just one of the ways he reminds me how lucky I am to have him and all the JOY he brings into my life.
- The smell of sunscreen. (Emily, this must be equivalent to your chlorine smell; it just reminds me of summertime.)
- VBS (Again, reminds me of summertime and childhood.)
- Taking pictures. My photo albums are my treasures.

I could go on and on but I’ll stop. It’s nice to stop and be appreciative of the “little things” in our lives that bring happiness.

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