Small Triumphs.

I woke up this morning and about six inches of the corner of my bed is still tucked in. Small triumphs. I have been trying to look for the little things and count my blessings as I go - from big to small. And yesterday and today both brought such glad spark when I saw this small piece of my sheets still buried beneath the mattress -- it means I'm sleeping a bit more restful. It means less dreams, less toss and turning, less waking in the night. So though I write this at 5am, I still see this small corner of my bed as a small (big) triumph in my life. Funny how this little thing means such a big deal to me. Thank you God.