We were sitting on the couch, snagging a quiet moment for cuddling in between catching up on emails and logging in more hours of work. I shared an interesting biological factoid I’d read about genetics,

and he said, “What about your mom’s mom? Or your mom’s mom’s mom? Smom. Smom. Smom. It’s like Calvin & Hobbes, when Hobbes gets hung up on the word smock. Smock, smock, smock. SMOM. It’s such a weird word.”

me: “It’s not actually a word.”

him: “SMOM.”

and we cracked up. I don’t think either of us could have said what was so funny, but that moment right there, sitting on the couch, laughing with each other over Smoms…

…was one of the highlights of my week. Love is good.

Each Thursday, we come together to celebrate living life with intention by capturing a glimmer of the bigger picture through a simple moment. Have you found yourself in such a moment lately? Share it with us!

Live. Capture. Share. Encourage.
This week we’re linking up HERE!
Tuesday, February 5, 8:00 p.m. CST: Fiction: Fantasy {Host: Jade}
Wednesday, February 13, 8:00 p.m. CST: Memoir {Host: Hyacynth}

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10 thoughts on “Smom.

  1. These are the moments that leave a lasting feeling of goodness in my heart. The silliest little nothing really, but shared with the one I love takes on a significance far beyond the rational.