Today has certainly given me pause for reflection. This morning, as I searched news for my colleague’s name , the harsh reality of her sudden death last Wednesday crashed over me like a wave. How quickly our lives can change – just last few weeks ago we worked together online she often turned on her camera to speak, and now she is gone. It drove home how fragile this gift of life truly is.
In the face of such loss, I’ve come to cherish the simple pleasures even more. The best thing today has been embracing each moment alive – feeling the soft sheets as I woke, basking in sunshine streaming through my window, listening to birds singing joyously outside. I appreciate my in-law for breakfast of ham and porridge , deeply appreciating my family companionship and the comfort of routine amidst life’s difficulties.
Small things that are all too easy to take for granted have taken on deeper meaning. A full breath of fresh air, a cup of warm coffee – time with family and loved ones, these daily blessings were so abruptly stripped away. I will be more mindful of counting each moment, each sense, each relationship as a treasure. How grateful I am to have another day on this Earth, able to feel, to love, to live.
Today reminded me that while loss and sorrow are inevitable parts of life, so too are gratitude, kindness and togetherness. For witnessing both, I feel humbled and will strive to spread more of the latter in this world.
So you start to make a list of everything that’s brilliant about the world. Everything that’s worth living for. What will that be?
1.the warmth of a comfortable bed,
2.the embrace of blankets,
3.the clarity of the skies, and
4. the melody of birdsong.
The day began with a thoughtful breakfast prepared by my in-law, a reminder to appreciate the brilliant little moments that make each day meaningful.
A morning scent check
My solitude with this journal was disrupted this morn by “”x-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named” complaint of stench from the flower pots.
Perhaps critiques arise less from reality than mindset. I’ve learned grumpy moods can twist even rose water into urine. Still, best address concerns swiftly lest unrest takes root. And I quickly changed our the water and let the roses into my bathroom.
Fortunately, x-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named has not smelled the pot of that held contents gone bad – my neglected onion soak. Two days steeped had rightly transformed their charm to reek!
A lesson to self: avoid confrontation, clean up the evidence as soon as remarks were released to avoid further damage to a morning peace. Silence is golden.
Every Brilliant Little thing 