I haven’t read the book. Maybe I should. I know why it’s sold so many copies. Because it’s true.
It’s also true that although most stuff is small, often those little things help you see the big things.
Like today. It’s Yom Kippur—meant to be a day for contemplation; looking ahead and hoping to be a better person next year; looking back at last year; atoning for our sins; asking for forgiveness from people we have wronged.
For that one I don’t have to look very far. He slept right next to me last night.
He was gone when I woke up; the first thing I saw this morning was Denise’s comment on my post about the flan:
Forget the flan and chocolate, I want a guy that would drive 30 MILES in ANY DIRECTION for me, that’s my happy ending….::)))
Denise: thank you for reaching out through cyberspace— right into my head. You were a sign from the universe—on Yom Kippur, of all days.
Probably this qualifies more as a habit than as a sin—-though I know better, sometimes I still find myself mired in the small stuff—and I don’t mean the lack of flan. I mean seeing what’s wrong instead of what’s right.
It would make me a better person to stop whining thinking about the little things—to always be able to see the big picture—like I can see it right now. And since a picture is worth a thousand words I don’t need to use very many. Not here. And not tonight when my husband comes home.
I haven’t read the book either. But tomorrow morning when you get up and read this comment, I hope you had a faboo night last night!
One of the most romantic things my husband does is going outside, checking to see how much gas I have in my car, and then driving to a gas station and filling it up if it’s low.
He does this just because he knows I hate to pump gas.
Sometimes the small stuff IS the big stuff. A reminder to let the good small stuff rule.
I have the book and it is one of a multitude of books and ezines etc. etc. that CONSTANTLY remind me to take advantage of the little things. To appreciate the little things. You get the picture. But, we are all human! Don’t beat yourself up — move forward! 🙂
BTW, I am dying to know (and completely techie illiterate) how do you do the crossover/cross out over a word when typing in your blog? Inquiring minds NEED to know! I would use a barrel full of strikeovers if I knew how!
Happy New Year!!!!
I am the “Queen” of worrying about small stuff and THINGS OUT OF MY CONTROL. The energy just DRAINS out of me…what a waste of good energy…sounds like I better get myself a copy…Thanks…Denise
Thank you for the comments:
Margaret: By the time V got home I had a headache….seriously. combined with a cold and sore throat so bad I’ve barely been out of bed since. But thanks—hold that thought.
V-Grrl–Sounds like our husbands are kindred spirits—and so are we…I’m so glad to discover your blog and your work.
Kal–Since probably I’m the most technically backwards blogger in the entire blogosphere, this is the blind leading the blind. At the top tool bar inside WordPress, there is a little icon for crossing out words. It’s really handy but not sure if it exists outside blogs.
I hope that helps a little –you helped me a lot by suggesting I actually READ the book which I bought years ago.
Denise—You sound just like me. You managed to see through to the big picture for me—isn’t it always easier to do it for someone else?