It’s the little things …

Most holidays give you time to reflect a little on what you have to be thankful for. In my eyes, Easter is no exception. As we prepare for family dinners, easter egg hunts and gorging ourselves on way too much chocolate, it’s also that little break we need, at the beginning of a new season, to set your sights on the months ahead.

Some days, weeks or even months it’s all too easy to get bogged down with life’s little disappointments, but it’s then that you often realize how lucky you are to be surrounded by such great people.

I rule my life on the principle that some of the most poignant moments are made from the smallest gestures. As of late, it seems like everyday I have someone to thank for making my day a little brighter.

Here are just a FEW of the little things that have touched my heart recently. If you haven’t had the chance to do something nice for someone you care about recently, take this as inspiration. Because you’ll never realize how even the smallest of actions, can make the biggest difference.

Girls always love getting flowers. But, delivered by surprise, without any cause or occasion, may be the best way to get them.

Some of your favourite magazines. Just because. Love, Mom.

Old fashioned mail is the best. Especially if it comes with a housewarming gift of your favourite animal. And especially if it comes from your best friend.

Returning the favour. Ten fold, when you get back more than you gave. And it includes a night out with ur bestie. And a television appearance.

Why have I been collecting postcards since I was 6? Because it's so nice to know you're thought of when people away traipsing the world.

A visit from a friend, a snuggle in bed, a glass of wine shared. Is there anything better?

"There's a beer in the fridge for you." ... Work hard, play hard. The after work unwind.

One of the cuter moments of my 2012. Coming home to a surprise and a thoughtful note, just to brighten a bad day. #roomielove

Falling asleep on top of the covers, with the lights on, happens on the regular. Getting them turned off and tucked in, does not. Nothing better to wake up to.

Here’s hoping someone brightens your grey day too.

Happy Easter, from all of the nuts. xo

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About Catherine Kitts

Catherine (@catkitts) has been known to put her party dress on at the drop of a hat and will rarely say no to a new adventure. After completing her Bachelor of Journalism at Carleton University, she worked at the editor of a local newspaper for three years before trading hard news for the world of communications, marketing and advertising. Constantly juggling hectic work and social schedules, she always makes time for some of her biggest passions: news, sports, pop culture, cuisine, literature and many others. You can expect her to cover a wide variety of topics, keeping her finger on the pulse of Ottawa, her hometown - a city she's grown to love. *Bad Habit: never wanting to miss out *Favourite Food: pickles *Favourite Restaurant: El Camino *Wine of Choice: whatever Kate is drinking *Favourite Band: (solo artist?) Justin Timberlake *Favourite Song: Dancing in the Dark - Springsteen *Fashion Icon: Lauren Conrad *Political Affiliation: none *Favourite Movie: Back to the Future, Kindergarden Cop, Jurassic Park, Drive. *TV Series: Seinfeld *Sport: Hockey / Football *Team: Ottawa Senators / Seattle Seahawks *Favorite Book: Great Expectations - Charles Dickens, Freedom - Jonathan Franzen. ** To contact Catherine write her at :

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