Thinking about how one thing can mean the world to a person...Seriously.
The smallest things make a whole world of difference to me. A few months ago I stayed in Washington for two weeks with my Aunts and Uncles and Cousins, Grandma and Grandpa and their herd of animals. I now look back and realize I acted like a putz. Really, truly. Quite frankly I regret the fact that I acted in such a manner, and I now feel like I pushed everyone away...
But lets cut to the chase shall we?
While I was there, sitting in front of the glowing box, my Annie came up behind me and tickled me.
My Annie is amazing. She always has been and she and I have had such a special relationship. I love her so much its hard to conceive on occasion.
I spent so much time acting like a putz I even pushed her away and she did that. It made me feel like I was five years old again, brought me back to old times and that she was MY Annie, not my Aunt, but my Annie, the one who was thirteen when I was born. The amazing one who let me sleep in her bed when I had nightmares about spiders when I was a child. She has been a friend to me for as long as I can remember. It brought me back to then and just as quickly as it had happened that moment ended and she kissed me on the top of my head.
She probably didn't even give it a second thought, but for me, three months later to be thinking about it...that's huge...
It makes me wonder...Why is it that one seemingly insignificant thing can mean nothing to someone and the world to another?
The smallest things make a whole world of difference to me. A few months ago I stayed in Washington for two weeks with my Aunts and Uncles and Cousins, Grandma and Grandpa and their herd of animals. I now look back and realize I acted like a putz. Really, truly. Quite frankly I regret the fact that I acted in such a manner, and I now feel like I pushed everyone away...
But lets cut to the chase shall we?
While I was there, sitting in front of the glowing box, my Annie came up behind me and tickled me.
My Annie is amazing. She always has been and she and I have had such a special relationship. I love her so much its hard to conceive on occasion.
I spent so much time acting like a putz I even pushed her away and she did that. It made me feel like I was five years old again, brought me back to old times and that she was MY Annie, not my Aunt, but my Annie, the one who was thirteen when I was born. The amazing one who let me sleep in her bed when I had nightmares about spiders when I was a child. She has been a friend to me for as long as I can remember. It brought me back to then and just as quickly as it had happened that moment ended and she kissed me on the top of my head.
She probably didn't even give it a second thought, but for me, three months later to be thinking about it...that's huge...
It makes me wonder...Why is it that one seemingly insignificant thing can mean nothing to someone and the world to another?
