I sense a loosening of many expectations I used to have, a fraying rope.
My grip is also loosening on so many of the things in my own home as I watch my dad go ‘through’ mom’s things.
I am blessed as many of the fantastic clothes mom had fit me. A few of her shoes do too!
As I look at the three little pieces of paper I wonder why they are important. I realized it is because they represent the little things.
My mom was excellent because EVERY DAY she did the little things well. She remembered my boys favourite foods and books. She celebrated every little thing – birthdays, first day of school, thanksgiving, Easter, Christmas, plays, practices…. EVERYTHING! My mom always thought of us, how she could help or what she could pick up or when we could get together. Our lives were interwoven. She thought about holidays and how to include everyone. She planned and organized all the details. Mom would often surprise us with beautiful handmade placemats or table runners that she had been working on for months before they were meant to be used.
She was very present for all the little moments. Sometimes, I would walk in my laundry room and find our clean clothes folded. Often she would clean out our hand vac. She always took the dogs for a stroll, just because she liked to think of the little things.
Right now there are a lot of ‘big things’ going on around me that affect our family profoundly (teacher’s strike, mainly).
I am taking a page from my mom’s book of excellence and I am focusing on the little things.