Life

It’s The (50) Little Things

  1. A faint breeze over your shoulders that isn’t too cold or too hot
  2. All the dishes being clean
  3. Fresh, locally grown produce
  4. Runner’s high
  5. The first time using a new lip balm
  6. Unpacking in a new home
  7. Buying something that is cheaper than you predicted
  8. A good ballpoint pen
  9. Kisses on your forehead
  10. A week with no breakouts
  11. The scent of vanilla
  12. Cozy sweaters that don’t itch
  13. Rediscovering an old favorite song or band
  14. Finally reaching that itchy spot on your back
  15. Discovering hole-in-the-wall places to eat
  16. Laying on the cold sand & listening to the waves crash past midnight
  17. Iced coffee that isn’t watered down
  18. A “been thinking of you and miss you tons” text from an old friend
  19. Looking at the stars, and really looking
  20. Opening the can of compressed cinnamon rolls
  21. Messy curls
  22. Smile from a stranger
  23. Buy one, get one
  24. Naps
  25. Paying for the coffee of the person in line behind you
  26. When a tattoo is finally healed
  27. New socks
  28. Baking for the sole purpose to share it with others
  29. Clean makeup brushes
  30. Catching the sun peeking just above the mountains
  31. Finishing a good book
  32. A stack of pancakes
  33. A perfectly executed high five
  34. The bite of chocolate at the bottom of a Drumstick cone
  35. Seeing balloons in the sky
  36. Sweat pants fresh out of the drier
  37. Pulling along any perforated line
  38. Not having to share your Ben & Jerry’s
  39. Inside jokes
  40. When the wing tips on both eyes match
  41. A good stretch
  42. Packing a healthy, filling and pretty lunch
  43. Seeing a full moon out your back windshield
  44. Learning a new song on an instrument
  45. No split ends
  46. Stuffed Crust
  47. Having jewelry professionally polished
  48. “We’re Expecting!” announcements from friends and relatives
  49. Getting told good job on something
  50. Knowing that the list of ‘little things’ in life is infinite and 50 is just a reasonably stopping point
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Moving: A Beauty and a Beast

 You stop at the local café for that perfect chocolate croissant and then realize that after you leave, they will be few and far between. You park in your usual spot at work that overlooks the sun rising over the Bay, and notice it looks more spectacular that usual. You go to grab something from its usual place in your home, until you remember it’s already been wrapped up and packed away. Goodbyes start being said and the reality sets in.

 

Maybe you grew up here, and a new life chapter has presented itself to you, so you’re flying the coop. Maybe you’ve been here for a short time but you’ve rapidly fallen in love with it. Who knows? Sometimes it can feel like this place is all you know, like it’s been a lifetime; only to realize it’s been a short year and a half. Surrounded by the beach, the city lights, the valley, the culture, the life—you take the little things just a little more seriously. Coworkers and friendships have influenced you, unbeknownst to your conscious being. Even the mere thought of leaving these people, who have become your family, is a scary one.

 

Until you think about next week, next month, and all of the nexts that are lying at your feet. It’s exciting because you don’t know what they will be. You could stumble across an even better chocolate croissant, in an even more perfect café. You could meet the newest addition to your friendship circle. They might love your soul, your humor, or your spirit—maybe even all three. You are an adventure to everyone else, with stories to recount and people to tell about.

 

 I hear there are people who actually enjoy moving. Sounds like a disease to me – they must be unstable. Though it does have it’s poetry, I’ll allow that. When an old dwelling starts looking desolate, a mixture of regret and anxiety comes over us and we feel like we are leaving a safe harbor for the rolling sea. As for the new place, it looks on us with alien eyes, it has nothing to say to us, it is cold.

Jan Neruda, Prague Tales

 

The future will always be scary—because the future is the unknown and the unknown is scary. But when you look at your present, what will soon be your past, you have to accept the good and the bad. This makes the future seem worthwhile. And what’s waiting for you on the other side might be even greater than you know.

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