This is like a
part two of my inspirational blogs. Not that
you found the last one all that inspiring.
Or at least it isn’t for me to say whether or not you did. Don’t worry video game fans; I WILL get back
to talking about games. It is like 90%
of what I talk about on Facebook anyway.
So that transition will be there… I swear it!
This weekend
passed by me quite rapidly. I attended
the very beautiful wedding of two very good friends. (JON and LIZANNE.) I love them both very much and I had a blast
at their reception, as I am sure they did as well, and at this point are
probably having an even better time on their honeymoon. But, the entire thing (as major life events
often do) got me thinking about life.
A simple
explanation of life is a series of major moments strung together by minor
moments. However, today I really began
to think about the sub-minor moments. It
is often said that it is the little things in life that get you. Not those major moments which often live up
to the earth shaking expectations you have for them. Your wedding, your first kiss, having a child,
graduation, getting your driver’s license; take your pick, they all in some way
stand out in your memory whether it is good or bad. There are even some major events that are
more earth shattering. The death of a
loved one, breaking up with your significant other of so many years, the first
time you’re bullied for something you can’t control, car accidents you are in,
accidents you create, and every horrible thing in between. All these things touch your life and shape
you (or change you) on a fundamental level you didn’t know possible, for better
or for worse. So much so, that we forget
about the little things.
WE as a group
allow these moments to define us, even though there are so many more moments we
forget about. I’m not challenging you to
live in the moment. Because I have no
right to tell you how you should live or view your life (and I certainly lack
the experience in living in the moment, myself). I’m just trying to remind you about the
little things. The good stuff; hugs from
a loved one, a cool glass of water on a hot day, ice cream, the patter of rain
on a tin roof, or the sound of rushing water in a river. The companionship of your dog(s), the smell
of peppermints or warm cookies, and maybe even the smell of fresh cut
grass. Simple things that we forget all
the time. Simple joys that are often
overlooked due to how small or often they happen. Sometimes it’s a text from a friend right when
you need it the most, and sometimes it’s just one dance. These little things are so often considered
trivial and so we forget them. What are
we if we forget these tiny moments? The
little things are the glue that holds the big things together. They are our foundation.
Even the bad
moments are there. From the first time
you scraped your knees, or the time you were picked last to play on a team, to
even an offhand remark from a person you don’t even know. The first time you track mud through the
house and get in trouble, or every single time you were (unjustly) punished
with a time out or grounding. How we let
these little moments affect us is how we should be defined. Such small and insignificant things as these,
and yet they leave scars that we sometimes carry for what seems like an
eternity. It’s easier to assume the
worst. So, we leave all the good moments
behind us. They were flukes, random
events in an otherwise lightless life.
I’m not asking you
to get over these things. The universe
knows that I haven’t let go of a great deal of my past. Many small bad moments that I allow to blot
out all of the best moments. The little
things. A lingering smile, a good book,
an even better joke. Looking across the
room at the person you love, meeting their eyes and just knowing that this
person is important, even if this moment with them isn’t. We’re all just a mess of particles floating
through and colliding with other messes.
And dammit if we shouldn’t enjoy every second we have, even the bad. Feel the pain of your scrapes or the empty
feeling in your chest and stomach after he/she departs from your life. Feel the music as it plays inside your heart
or as you march to the beat of your drum.
The next moment may be huge, or it may be smaller even than the one
before. But it is your moment. Cherish that you have it. Every ache is a reminder that you are still
alive, and every great moment is one that reminds you why you endure those
aches. Every smile and kiss. Every time you hold hands or hug each
other. These are your moments. All of them.
From those that shape your life to those are often lost in between. They are yours. And we shouldn’t want it any other way.
LAZY
Rhino, CEO
Andrew
(If you like my blog, follow me on the Twitters @ANDCauthen. I’m don’t tweet often, but I update people on
this blogging I’ve been doing.)
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