When the big things in life aren't treating you as well as you'd like, you really take solace in the little things that happen day to day to keep your spirits up. In the past two months, anyone who knows or follows my exploits that are way too public, knows I've been down in the dumps. I lost the girl, still out of work and my friends list is shortening by the week.
In the last ten days I've been really stressed out and things have really gotten to me. Thanksgiving brought up some stress that hadn't been around for a while. Money got a little tight towards the end of the week and some personal stuff was coming to a boil. During this time, little things really kept me going.
A little joke between me and someone I care deeply about during a tense conversation was all I took away from it. It made me realize that even when things are bad and we're fighting, we don't lose perspective of our feelings.
As I drove up to my father's on Wednesday, there was a little apprehension. It subsided instantly thanks to a hug that was long overdue.
On Thursday, when my brother was cooking dinner, I received a text message of a canned cranberry sauce on a crystal platter. I showed it to my brother, who then realized he had forgotten to buy his favorite Thanksgiving side. We all started laughing, but he found one (probably from last year) and all was saved.
On Friday, I sat and talked to my brother for a long time. I was on a computer and he was doing something, but we talked at length. It's been a while since we have.
On Saturday, when I was being dropped off, my sister in law said "since you liked my meatballs, I'd like to have you over for dinner to thank you for helping us move in....two years ago!"
On Sunday, someone told me of a gesture made by one of my friends to another. He knew two people wouldn't be doing anything special for Thanksgiving, so he made two plates, left his house and drove about twenty minutes to their home to drop off food. He then gave them leftovers to take home on Friday. Pure class!
On Monday, I was angry about something that happened, but a message on facebook from someone I know, but don't know, kinda cheered me up.
Today, I was really annoyed at something and then a friend said "I really like the way you write." Made me feel good, not only because of the compliment, but shows me that someone listens to what I have to say from a distance and doesn't judge.
Tomorrow, the reason for my anger won't be gone. I have plans to have lunch with a buddy of mine, so my mind will be elsewhere, but I'll be counting on that little thing to spark my day and show me a little light in a dark time.
In the last ten days I've been really stressed out and things have really gotten to me. Thanksgiving brought up some stress that hadn't been around for a while. Money got a little tight towards the end of the week and some personal stuff was coming to a boil. During this time, little things really kept me going.
A little joke between me and someone I care deeply about during a tense conversation was all I took away from it. It made me realize that even when things are bad and we're fighting, we don't lose perspective of our feelings.
As I drove up to my father's on Wednesday, there was a little apprehension. It subsided instantly thanks to a hug that was long overdue.
On Thursday, when my brother was cooking dinner, I received a text message of a canned cranberry sauce on a crystal platter. I showed it to my brother, who then realized he had forgotten to buy his favorite Thanksgiving side. We all started laughing, but he found one (probably from last year) and all was saved.
On Friday, I sat and talked to my brother for a long time. I was on a computer and he was doing something, but we talked at length. It's been a while since we have.
On Saturday, when I was being dropped off, my sister in law said "since you liked my meatballs, I'd like to have you over for dinner to thank you for helping us move in....two years ago!"
On Sunday, someone told me of a gesture made by one of my friends to another. He knew two people wouldn't be doing anything special for Thanksgiving, so he made two plates, left his house and drove about twenty minutes to their home to drop off food. He then gave them leftovers to take home on Friday. Pure class!
On Monday, I was angry about something that happened, but a message on facebook from someone I know, but don't know, kinda cheered me up.
Today, I was really annoyed at something and then a friend said "I really like the way you write." Made me feel good, not only because of the compliment, but shows me that someone listens to what I have to say from a distance and doesn't judge.
Tomorrow, the reason for my anger won't be gone. I have plans to have lunch with a buddy of mine, so my mind will be elsewhere, but I'll be counting on that little thing to spark my day and show me a little light in a dark time.
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