“Beauty is truth, truth beauty, – that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.”
John Keats
Truth is: Frank and Bea reading in the morning, cup of coffee near by, sun rising. Bea is able to “read” along with many words, saying them proudly.
Truth is: Kicking fallen leaves into a pile to watch Bea experience the joy of jumping for the first time. Over and over we jump in the pile, the delight on Bea’s face is magical.
Truth is: Groggily waking up, too early in the morning, but realizing I’ve gotten to watch the sunrise most days over the past year. Besides camping, I rarely watched the sunrise from my back window. In the playroom, Frank turns the chair to watch it as he reads and reflect for the day.
Truth is: Hearing Bea say, “Amen!” at the end of each prayer before dinner. Who knows where life will take her, spiritually, but I love hearing her small voice using ancient words as we model for her.
Truth is: Realizing that, no matter how hard we try to create the perfect home, we’ll mess it up somehow…. And there’s beauty in that.
Linked with Lisa-Jo Baker‘s Five Minute Friday
Annie Rim 
HI Annie! Beautiful Poetic Thoughts on Truth! I can just see you all now. Happy 5 minute Friday.
I love the simple beauty of all of this – your words and your space.
that last line such great words to remember
Totally needed to be reminded of the joy of simple acts of love, growing and discovery – thanks!