Little Things

Enjoy the little things in life because one day you’ll look back and realise they were the big things,” said Robert Brault………or was it Kurt Vonnegut? There seems to be some confusion over whom to credit these words of wisdom to…

But no matter who said it first (though of course it does matter to the one who actually said it first :-)), the point is that this wisdom rings so true. The big moments, the extraordinary experiences, the dramatic stuff in our lives – these get all the attention, as of course they should too, but when it comes down to it, it is the little moments, those seemingly insignificant experiences and the little pleasures that bring so much joy and add so much more meaning to your life.

A spinal injury in a car wreck a few years ago has meant that I have had to make major lifestyle adjustments as I am now unable to perform many everyday functions and activities that I never gave a second thought to earlier. And no, I don’t sit around wallowing in misery and crying over the things I can no longer do - that’s such a waste of time, don’t you think? But if I do miss anything at any point it is never the big things considered ‘very important’, rather it is the little things I would never have imagined mattered that much at all.

And guess what makes the list of things that I miss most at times? Being able to dig into my plate with my fingers and scooping up a delicious mouthful, Naga style, when a hot pot of mouth-watering trotters or some hearty dish like that is served in all its glory.

I've fortunately got back near normal function of my index fingers and thumbs on both hands and therefore am able to hold on to things such as spoons. However, the bare functionality of the rest of my fingers means that for the life of me I just can’t scoop up stuff with them or grab things with stability. Juicy bones staring out at me from the steaming pot and there I am unable to tackle them with the gusto that the occasion calls for! I would never have guessed that this little pleasure would be missed so much.

Another thing I miss is getting fully drenched in the first rains of the year. I love the rain and I had a sort of ritual every year whereby once or twice at the start of the rainy months I would don drench-appropriate clothes and potter about in the fast falling rain cleaning out the nooks and corners around the house and getting soaked to my heart’s content. A hot bath and a cup of tea afterwards completed the experience. Heavenly!

The small things, the little moments and experiences that we take for granted come to mean the most – a walk in the countryside, a shared meal, reading a good book, a heart to heart with your son or daughter, unexpectedly running into an old school friend………

Just think. Even when it comes to loved ones who've passed on it’s the little things that you miss the most. Of course, you remember the significant events and the grand celebrations, but it is the everyday, mundane stuff that hit you hard and fill your heart with sharp longing even years after they’re gone.

It’s a fast paced world that we live in today and it’s easy for the little things to get lost in the dust of the daily rush and crush. Don’t forget to stop and smell the roses. Life is in the minute details - the laughs, the smiles, the tears, the little pleasures and surprises that everyday brings.

Embrace and enjoy the little things in life because one day you’ll look back and realise they were the big things that made your life full and complete.