This is a sampler my husband’s ninety-eight-year-old
grandmother made us for Christmas. Isn’t it pretty? I loved it as soon as we
unwrapped it, but it took a little while before the message sunk in.
I've made some vague attempts to eat better and exercise, but I’m more than two weeks late with official New Year’s resolutions.
(Confession: Stop procrastinating may have been a former year’s resolution, but
that’s water under the bridge.) Anyway, I read a New Year’s blog talking about
picking a word for the year instead of making resolutions. I’d been playing with
the idea but no particular word had yet resonated with me. Then I walked by the
sampler and realized the lesson I need is right there in front of me.
It really is the small things. For example, I love my
husband. I love him enough that I’d give him a kidney, take care of him if her
were very ill, even die for him. But do I love him enough to really listen when he explains every
detail of some project he’s planning? Or to remember to screw the top tight on
the pickle jar because he picks up jars by the lids? Or to serve Brussels
sprouts with the pork chops because he likes them, even though I’d rather have spinach? Life
has a few big moments, but mostly it’s made up of small things.
I can apply this lesson every day, and not just with my
husband. I can check in with my mother more often and send little messages to
my brothers and sister and kids so they know I’m thinking of them. I can let
the mom with the fussy baby go ahead of me in the checkout line, and be patient
with the man blocking the grocery store aisle. I can smile more.
The funny thing is that, in general, these little sacrifices
don’t cost me much, but they make people happy. And making people happy makes
me happy. So that’s my motto for the year. I’m sure I’ll slip up and be
impatient, distracted, or selfish sometimes, but I’m going to try to show more
love in the small things. That’s my plan for 2016.
Oh, I love this. It's so true that life is mostly the small stuff. What a great resolution!
ReplyDeleteSuch a beautiful message, Beth, so simple yet sometimes it's something we forget. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteThanks, both of you, for stopping by and making me smile. See, it's the little things.
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