The little things

I sit here after a long day and an even longer week.  I've been reflecting on the week and on today....on what went right and what didn't.  I am reflecting on the joys....and the irritations that  crept in.  I am exhausted but I can't help but smile as I close the page on this day.  Today was a day that was filled with some simple joys. I have always believed that it is the little things that give joy and meaning to life...and which we find in the end...were not so little after all.  

Today, I made someone laugh.....actually, I try to do that every day.  I connected with someone in a way that I had not been able to before.  Someone told me I was beautiful.... that person might have been a tad delusional....but still.....it was nice to hear.  I danced...in public (my children would have been horrified), but if they were there they would have seen that I didn't actually have a choice....I couldn't say no.With my partners-in-crime, I brightened someone's day, and together we created something beautiful.  I helped cause some smiles that lit up the room, I heard laughter that sounded to me like music....and I think I cured a case of the hiccups.  Today I encouraged, I listened, I understood.  Today I shared some of the weird little pieces of me and hopefully brightened my little corner of the world.  

Many of those things are done every day.  I come home exhausted and fall into bed and I wonder what I have accomplished.....because my desk and lots of other surfaces are filled with things as yet undone.  I don't often take stock of all those little things I accomplished....that are really the most important things and that make such a difference in the world.

As I sit here remembering all the events of the day, I smile because of the joy of all those little things.  But that's all they were....little things.  They didn't change the world or anything.....or did they?

“It has long been an axiom of mine that the little things are infinitely the most important.” 

~ Arthur Conan Doyle