As I work at my computer this morning, my youngest slept on my lap. A bad cold is bothering him. In these cases he just wants to be held or his back rubbed. These are little things. Little things make life worthwhile. They are seemingly insignificant, but leave the greatest impact.

So, as I rub my little guy’s back as he sleeps peacefully on my lap, I am reminded of the little things of life. Little things are the whispers of life. What specially little touch can you perform or enjoy today that makes Monday special? We need to enjoy the little things.

(especially on Mondays)