You have not walked in my shoes
You have not been down my road.
You have not cried my tears.
You have not carried my load.
You think you know my story.
You think you know my pain.
You think you know my future.
You don’t even know my name.
Why do you judge me?
You were not there to see me stumble.
You were not there to see me fall.
You were not there to pick me up.
You were not there at all.
Why do you judge me?
These past few years, there's been a large movement towards simplicity. People are finding that less equals more in regards to time and happiness. The same is true for pleasure – the simple things are often the most pleasurable and bring about the most joy.
Many of my favorite simple pleasures don't cost a thing – like hiking in the woods or settling into a tub of hot bath water and bubbles by candlelight or sitting out on the deck with my Kindle in one hand and a glass of water with a thick lemon wedge in the other or browsing through my local bookstore.
What are you favorite simple pleasures? Do you enjoy sleeping in on a cloudy Saturday morning? Or maybe you enjoy cuddling with your favorite furry pet.
