Sunday, May 31, 2009

It's the little things, stupid

This was originally written on December 10, 2008 at 2:51 a.m. on Facebook.

A smart man once wrote that "sometimes you reach the end and you can’t just go back and start loving the little things."

It's the little things, stupid, that make life so meaningful. A nice pure snow. A cold chill running down your spine. Christmas lights at night. Long walks with no destination in mind. Eating 3-hour lunches just to hang with your friends.

And it's the little details, the quirks, the idiosyncrasies that make you fall in love. The way that one person looked at you. Held your hand. Made you laugh.

The way she could tell what you were thinking before even you could. The way everything just seemed so perfect. How she managed to say whatever you needed to hear.

You can't count on anything forever. It's a sad thought, but it's true. So you've got to learn to love the journey as much as the destination, because sometimes you can never go back and relive the journey and some times you won't make it to your destination.

It's the little things, stupid, that make life worth living. The sunrise. Singing in the rain. Leaves changing color. Making a stranger laugh.

That's all life is really: a collection of little split-second memories and opportunities that all add up to an hour.

A day. A week. A year. A life.

Every one of those boil down to a second. And in every second there is a chance to love the little things all around you.

It's like a wise man once said: Sometimes you reach the end and you can't just go back and start loving the little things.

So don't wait until it's too late to enjoy the little things. Because before you're ready, it may all be gone. It's a sad thought, but it's true.

It's the little things, stupid.

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