Who knew I would miss sitting down every evening to write a blurb for my blog... It has become something I do right after I get the supper dishes done - I write my blog for the next day. In a way it is a good way for me to think about what has gone on in my life - it makes me remember the little things that one tends to set aside as non-important. Everything is life is important however - the older you get the more true that becomes.
Little things can take one down a very long path. It happens to me all the time, and I will admit I did not always pay attention to the detail of the path - but I do now. I don't know why I do - but I do.
It happened yesterday. I was walking to church in the morning - it's a nice long walk through an older well-established neighborhood that dates back to the very early 1900's. I love looking at the big old houses as I meander along. I got to one corner and noticed that there were a lot of oak leaves on the ground, then I noticed the acorns, also on the ground. Suddenly I was 8 yrs old, and I could almost see myself with a brown paper bag in my hand, down at the end of our street collecting acorns for my grandfather's pigs. It got me to thinking... my Grandpa lived on a farm with hundreds of oak trees all around. Whatever prompted me to fill bag after bag of acorns from one oak tree down the street? I really don't know - but I did every fall.
Funnier yet - my Dad packed them in the trunk of the car and we drove over 2 hours to see Grandpa and deliver them to the pigs. My Grandpa was not an easy man to get to know - but it says much about him to me now, when I remember him being delighted that I had brought the acorns, and making a big show of helping me feed them to his pigs, who I'm sure were well fed on grain and chop...
That one little moment eased my heart somewhat, especially since I had spent a large part of my weekend being sad, knowing a sibling of mine was in town, and knowing he would not be contacting me.
A little thing like an acorn laying on the sidewalk - turned out to be not such a little thing at all - AND I got to write about it here, which made it all make sense somehow.
May the little things bring you joy in your life...