There is so much heartbreak happening all over the world. So much violence. So much hatred. So much bitterness. It’s overwhelming. It seems as though it’s unavoidable these days. Those who make it a point to shut off the world and not pay attention are being forced to see. That is probably for the best because once the blinders are taken off the world can’t be unseen. Maybe now apathy and ignorance will turn into action and awareness.
When life becomes too much or all that you see and hear is the negative, then it’s high time to stop and take stock of the positive and express gratitude for what’s going right in life and the world.
I am grateful for the little things in life that bring immense joy.
coloring in my owl coloring book with my daughter
watching my vegetable garden grow
the smell of fresh cut grass
cute fonts (yes! this makes me seriously happy! haha)
emojis (i use them all the time)
It’s the little things that make you stop and slow down and appreciate. Several years ago, I spent a summer studying in Germany. I remember one of my first days in Berlin I stopped at the cafe next door to the apartment I was staying in for a cup of coffee. The barista took my order and told me to find a seat and he’d bring it to me when it was ready.
In America, whenever ordering a cup of coffee at a coffee shop it’s usually the default to serve it in a to-go cup. I usually have to request a “for here mug” of coffee. I was planning to take my coffee and go exploring my neighborhood but instead I was forced to sit down and enjoy a cup of coffee before running off to the rest of the day. I sat in that cafe sipping away watching the comings and goings in the shop and on the street and just soaked in my surroundings for an uninterrupted 15 minutes. It was refreshing. It was rejuvenating. It was amazing. Such a small simple act had such a profound affect on me. I even enjoyed my glass of water (I’ve never had a barista bring me a glass of water with my coffee in America before) and cute little bowl of sugar (again, never in America the land of the disposable) instead of using the prepackaged sugar packets.
That little moment in a cafe in Berlin, Germany opened my eyes a little wider. I am grateful for that moment. I frequently think about that moment when life gets hectic and all I feel like I’m doing is rush, rush, rush – numb, numb, numb – be productive, be productive, be productive. That moment reminds me that 15 minutes of indulging the little things isn’t going to ruin the day. In fact, it’s going to revitalize it.