Full Days and Little Discoveries

I’ve been feeling really accomplished lately.

This past week, I’ve spent far less time on Instagram and so much more time creating, blogging, and tending to the things that actually matter to me. It’s made all the difference. I’ve been present—and that presence has translated into progress.

Home with Tín

Today I stayed home with my son. His school has a policy that if there’s a cough, he stays home until it’s gone. Yesterday, my husband was with him. Today was my turn. Tomorrow, he’ll be home again, but I’ll be heading back to work.

Whenever Tín is sick, I like to make him my special chicken noodle soup. He probably won’t realize how meaningful that is until he’s much older, but I do it anyway. It’s one of those mama rituals I know will become a memory one day.

The To-Do List (and the Joy in It)

Even with a full day at home, I had a list to work through.

I’m designing a new phonics book for school, and that’s been a slow but fulfilling process. I also had some gardening tasks—fertilizing, weeding, checking in on the plants that are waking up with the season.

Then, of course, there’s the creative work.

I need to start editing Week 14 of A Year to Inspire, and while I feel like I’m bouncing from one project to the next, I know where my priorities are—and that makes all the difference.

Little Notes from the Day

I’m drinking from a sweet old mug I found at the Garden Cottage—the kind of object the previous owners left behind that feels oddly meant for me. I love its look and the way it holds just the right amount of comfort.

I also purchased a new lens for my Nikon FM10. My camera has had some winding issues, and I’m hoping this might help. The lens was under €50, and when I checked in with the Holy Spirit, I felt peace. No red flags, just a gentle yes.

That in itself is a gift.

A Lost Camera, A Found Memory

Something incredible happened today.

I discovered a way to pull the photo data from old images I shot with my Fujifilm X100V—the camera I lost. I found a website that lets me see exactly what settings I used for each photo.

What surprised me most is how right those settings were. I had fine-tuned that camera to produce exactly the images I wanted. Losing it felt like losing a part of my creative rhythm.

But now? I can get those settings back. I can begin again.

And that made me a little emotional in the best way.

“Not all things stay with us, but some leave just enough light to return by.”

Today was a swirl of soup, school projects, camera lenses, and rediscovered settings. Nothing extraordinary—but somehow, everything sacred.

What’s something small that made your day feel full?