Please remind me, much is good.
A full belly.
The look on the face of a child that has just taken their first steps.
The look on the face of a child on a bike, first time, sans training wheels.
The proudness of a child, exiting (enter Big Box Store name here) with their very first backpack for school, just like big brother, big sister.
Hearing "Good night mommy, I love you" or "Good night daddy, I love you."
Picking up the phone, hearing the voice of one of your favorite people in the entire world. They bring you comfort, smile, thanks.
The dog, come'a runnin' when you get home.
The dog, peeking thru the curtains from atop the sofa, when you're leaving.
The indifference of your cat.
A body, who likes you, sitting next to you on the couch, and, you like them.
Grandma.
Grandpa.
Being granted much of what we take for granted. Standing up. Sunrises, sunsets. Hearing birds. Hugs. The receiving end of a smile.
An email in one's inbox that isn't spam, doesn't want you to buy something, the name is easily recognizable, quickly invokes smile, and was sent for no reason other than to say "I was thinking of you."
The furnace that comes on. The furnace that comes on and is blowing warm air. The car that starts, no funny sounds, no checkenginelights glaring at you.
Hearing "You look nice today." Saying "You look nice today."
A father, dancing with daughter in bridal gown.
A mom or dad, watching their child playing, unbeknownst to child, a smile warms them.
A grandma or grandpa, watching their grandchild playing, unbeknownst to grandchild, a smile warms them, reminds them of so many years ago, feeling the same way about their own child.
A grandma or grandpa, watching their child, watching their child, unbeknownst to the child or the grandchild, a smile warms them, the very furthest thing from their mind is woe.
Aromas from the kitchen. The loving hands holding the pans preparing the concoctions.
When they finally get to #247 and it's realized the tassel was worth the hassle.
The havoc of winter thru the window, thermostat doing it's job at 70 degrees.
Admiring the wise words of those you admire. Being content with them having said the words and knowing it's ok to wish you'da said 'em, but it's ok you didn't, they did.
A day where the Golden Rule has been upheld, demonstrated.
You're sweating, harried, you've shivered, worried.. you've reached, nervously addressed "OH NO, WHAT DO I DO NOW?" Then, you open your eyes, realize... it was just a dream.
You're sweating, harried, you've shivered, worried.. you've reached, nervously addressed "OH NO, WHAT DO I DO NOW?" You're moved in the realization, THIS IS REAL. People, friends, loved ones help you past that. "This too shall pass" they say. "One day you will look back and kinda giggle about how worried you were." And, you later learn, they're correct.
You look at the loaf of bread, notice a spot of mold, you toss it. You look at life. Much, is same ole same ole, but you're thankful that doesn't make it stale.
Bumps in the road no matter what you drive. Gump happens. We will be scared. We will love someone so much one day we're certain the day will come we'll cry, be sorrowful. Imagine though, what it would feel like, never lending your heart to life.
If life were Worlde, one might guess it's ITCHY, HARSH, MESSY, SHAKY, SURLY, TESTY, ROUGH, TOUGH, ANGRY, CRUEL, FOGGY, JADED, RIGID, WEIRD.
Wow, that's 14 misses, we're outta here!
The real answer.
Life is GREAT, if only we would (all) remind ourselves.
Love, Victurd
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