New eyes

“Look at everything always as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time: Thus is your time on earth filled with glory.”

― Betty Smith

This is the time of year when crowds start to flock to our quiet mountain home.  Luckily, we still have plenty of quiet sanctuaries.

Though things are less quiet, I do love to see the wonder on tourist’s faces when they see Yellowstone for the first time.  It is a gift to witness, a constant reminder of how blessed we are to live here.

This is the time of year when my six daughters are photographed as much as any Yellowstone wonder by Asian tourists.  I love the Asian tourists most of all.  They come so far to get here.  The other day, we met some women from China who literally wept at meeting us.  “Six girls.  Miracle,” one of them kept saying.  I am so, so grateful for what I have.

One of my girls turned twelve yesterday.  I am amazed at how, already, just the knowledge that she has moved to a new phase of life has changed her demeanor and her presence.  So grateful for how she has stretched me and loved me.

Grateful for new eyes this spring, which can so easily see my life of wonder.

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