Of The Things That Matter Most

D. came out on Friday afternoon and stayed the night to help Dad clean up the branches and tree trunks left over from the Amish loggers.  (quite an image huh!)  Anyway, Friday evening we watched movies, ate Christmas food and talked until D. fell asleep in front of the TV.  Then on Saturday morning Dad and D. worked outside, we went shopping at the Super Walmart in town, ate a nondescript lunch and finished the chores outside in the afternoon.  It was easy, chatty, fattening, and fun.  It was one of the  "things that matter most".  Looking out the window and seeing the two of them outside dragging branches and sawing logs made me feel good.  Sitting in front of the TV and making fun of whoever was on the screen makes me smile even now.  Seeing the joy on Dad's face as he and Drew worked together, and then wandered through Walmart together was perfect. 

The things that matter most are simple.  The things that matter most take time.  The things that matter most are the only things that really matter.