On Friday's I join with Lisa-Jo and others for a writing exercise. She provides the prompt and we write for five minutes. We try not to over-think the prompt. Just write from our hearts. We don't edit (I do, a bit I will admit. It is my feelings of perfectionism). The only rule is to visit the person before us and offer them a word or two of encouragement. I try to visit them all. Sometimes I make it and sometimes I don't. So here we go!
Today's word is Small.
In this big, wide world that I live in, I feel small. Most of the time the things I do are small. When I help Richard reach for his cup or the Kleenex box that are right next to his chair. Those are small things. To him they are big, because his extremities don't work like they used to. There are not many things he can do for himself any longer.
When I give a hug to a teen who has arrived home from school, that is a small gesture to let them know I am glad they are home and I love them. They are out working all day in a tough world. A much tougher world than the one that I grew up in. My family life was different than their's, but the outside world, for the most part, was kinder.
When I smile and talk with the cashier at the grocery store, that is small. Think of all the grouchy people she has to deal with on a daily basis. That is big compared to who I deal with. Although there are days I am one of those grouchy people.
I often have to remind myself compared to a lot of others in the world my problems are small. My life could be so much worse. I have many, many things to be thankful for. I moan and groan but really my problems are small. I thank God that he watches over all of our small problems and helps me not to fall off that path he has chosen for me.
Now let's all join with Lisa-Jo Baker and write on Friday!