The little things

9d22674070c5fd67d7f4229743c0d5d8Over the weekend my daughter and I went to a few garage sales to see if we could find any hidden treasures. While we were out I found a wooden cuckoo clock from Germany. I would probably have passed it by, but I have such fond childhood memories of a cuckoo clock my mother had. I remember as a little girl waiting for the little bird to come out of the door and cuckoo. Oh, the delight!! So, when I saw this clock in a shoe box I had to ask how much & when she told me she would take $7, I knew it was worth that just in the memories it will create for my daughter.

Now, truth be told, I have no idea how a cuckoo clock works, so I began to look on youtube and see what I could learn. It was so fun to learn about something so foreign to me. I learned a few things, moved some chains, hung some weights and waited for anything to happen. It was a joy for my daughter and I to sit and wait for the little bird to come out and tweet. We lit up with excitement when it did & we waited twice every hour for it to happen again. It’s the little things…

Though, it cuckooed at the wrong time, SO we knew something had to be tweaked. I knew I had to find a professional to give it a look over & make sure the time would work correctly. I looked online to see if I could find anyone who fixes clocks. Believe me when I say that it was not easy to find someone. I believe it must be an ancient art of some kind. I finally found a guy & on his web site he proudly announced he has three generations of clock wizards. I could not wait to see & meet this man who still worked and made a living working with clocks.

My daughter and I visited his home yesterday. Oh, the fun!! We drove to his home & knew it was the house because there was a large clock in the front yard. Then on both cars in the drive way, each license plate said, “Tick-Tock” and the other “Cuckoo.” We delighted in their fun sentiments of what they do. We walked through the front yard and enjoyed the cottage feel of someone who you could tell enjoys gardening. We rang the bell and this very jolly man came to the door. We walked inside & marveled at all the clocks that were everywhere. And then, we had arrived just in time as the hour hands all hit the hour!! So many delightful songs, chimes, dongs…it was amazing. We all smiled at each other & I said, “Wow! How wonderful!” It truly was magical.

He then looked at our little clock & knew right away the little tweaking it needed. As he was looking over our clock I asked him a few questions about his work & he opened a hidden door to another room & there stood a very old clock from the 1850’s. I marveled at the thought of working on something so old & imagined the gears, saw the wood, the hanging weights, it was something to see. I asked him what the oldest clock he had ever worked on was & he explained that someone had brought him a clock from the 1600’s and he beamed as he shared how that was a fun one to figure out. You could tell he truly enjoyed his work and had a passion for fixing clocks.

He then told us a few ‘musts’ about our little clock & ended with, “but the most important thing you must do, you must give it a name.” I smiled in delight. I teased him right back and said, “So (I gestured and pointed around the room at his clocks) all of these clocks have names?” He laughed, “No, but I do love what I do. Can’t you tell?” I smiled and agreed. It was such a fun, unexpected visit.

I think life needs more moments of the “little things” that bring us joys. I think our day to days can become standard and mundane, but our hearts yearn for growth, to learn something new, to see new places, to meet new people, to try new things.

It was truly a joy to meet someone I would have probably never met if it weren’t for our little, seven dollar cuckoo!! Oh, the Joys!


IMG_0522Talking about little things, My Mom & Dad popped in yesterday to say hi. My Dad has seemed a little caught in the mundane & lately has been talking about doing a variety of things outside of his “usual.” My Dad has never been much of a dog lover, but he has seemed to try and enjoy my last couple dogs whenever he is around them. I came up with a great idea, I looked at my Dad and said, “Why don’t you take Teag (my dog) on a walk through the forest”(near my home).  I smiled inside knowing what a true adventure it would be if my Dad agreed. Teag gets a little CRAZY on walks. If he sees people, dogs, bikers, runners…he can’t help himself but to start screaming and wants to get them. It is embarrassing, loud & my husband has always hated taking him because of the drama Teag creates for everyone around him.

I waited for my Dad’s response & he looked at my little dog and said, “Do you want to go on a walk?” Teag always gets excited to go on a walk, so my Dad could not refuse. We grabbed the leash and off we went. The whole first part of the walk was quiet and enjoyable & then a bunch of people came out of nowhere. A family of five bikers, two people with dogs, a skate boarder and another biker. My Mom, Myself and my daughter all laughed as we watched my Dad get pulled, spun, tangled up with my daughter, doing all he could to control Teag. At one point he looked at me, “I don’t think I have ever walked a dog in my life. (sarcastically) I wonder why!” He smiled, “I can check this one off my bucket list!” My Dad was worn out & laughing. We were all laughing as my Dad began to strut up the trail, holding Teag’s leash and telling us “I’ve got this!!”

It was a great reminder that no matter what age we all desire challenge, change, the little things that step us out of our comfort zones and help us grow a little.

Cheers to the little JOYS! The little things that make our hearts swell with smiles!!

Enjoy your day!!  -H



Enjoy the ride

ImageYesterday while I was out walking I was listening to a podcast with Brene Brown & she made the comment, “No one rides for free. Everyone has a heartbreaking story to tell.”

My mind began to swirl and envision a ride; a carousel that slowly turns. It made me think of waiting in line this summer with my daughter and her cousin for a carousel ride. We waited patiently & every time the carousel made its round my daughter kept eyeing a different animal she wanted to ride. They kept going back and forth, “I want the seal, no I want the wolf, the pony, maybe we should go with….” The carousel was a whirl of color, vibrance & smiling faces.  It was then their turn, I watched them break free from the line & run to their desired ride. I watched as they went up and down, smiling all the while. Round and Round.

Thinking about them deciding which pony to ride I see a correlation to life. When we are children we look at a carousel and see color, details, sparkle…we decide which pony to ride by the “prettiest”, the one that has the colors we like. In life we often think as soon as we acquire the “pretty things”, the certain house, the expensive car, the fabulous appearance, the perfect children that our life direction will be on course & happiness will be the end result. BUT, really, it is about the ride and enjoying whatever life gives you no matter what direction it goes in.

Watching the girls ride the carousel also makes me wonder what stories lie ahead for them…wonder, imagination, heartbreak, love, betrayal…in one moment we are riding the carousel of life and its all in a forward direction and hopefully we are enjoying the ride. But then there may be a day where we need to take a different direction that life has to offer and the course may be difficult, but it helps us find the different paths to define who we become.


Few Carousel Metaphors to share:Sometimes people associate life as a “broken merry-go-round”—obviously the daily grind can feel like an endless circle of movement that never seems to have an end. But hopefully when you are able to slow down you will see things a little more clearly.

“A carousel of memories” Is such a sweet sentiment. To think of life with an inexhaustible whirl of memories, to see things as a beautiful ride to this sweet life.

“You don’t really understand human nature unless you know why a child on a merry-go-round will wave at his parents every time around and why his parents will always wave back.”  -William D Tammeus  To me this is because the child is enjoying the ride no matter what!! He delights in the movement, the up and down, the playful music playing & the game of seeking to find pleasure in those who love him. His parents delight in all things that make their children filled with joy!! The love goes round and round.

ImageMy point to my blog today, everyone’s ride will be theirs & only theirs. No one rides free of pain, guilt, fear or any other emotion that has a lesson held within. It’s how you find meaning in the ride. Some children on a carousel will definitely hold on tight waiting for the ride to be over, while other children will wave every round, smiling all the while. Life is like that—you can either enjoy it or wish it away, not finding anything worthwhile in the ride.

Life is like a merry-go-round. You can either whine or find wonder. Enjoy the ride.  -Heather