I live a few miles down the road

from Intercontinental Airport Houston, so literally hundreds of planes fly over my house daily. It's not as bad as it sounds, I don't really notice them usually.

Some days, like this morning, my 2 year old and I will hang out on the swing outside and he will point out every plane he sees flying over with his funny way of saying, "See one!" It's a fun and relaxing activity he and I share.

With all the anxiety and anger I am prone to feeling in this day and age, I sometimes have to stop and let it go in order to remind myself there are moments to take in and just "see one".

Corny i know, but it's real.