I am writing today because writing is a good thing for me to do…not because I can think of anything that really needs to be said.
That parallels my day today also. I am doing what needs to be done although none of it seems to be particularly important or relevant.
I washed clothes so that my husband has something to wear to work and as a result I am rewarded with an empty dirty laundry basket. Looking at that empty basket brought a small smile to my face. A “win”.
And so life is.
I long for peace and serenity and joy right now.
What I have is chores and responsibilities and a total lack of control over circumstances that I can’t even talk about here.
I feel like I’m trapped in a little bitty life and that none of it is particularly important or relevant.
But our little bitty lives are important, aren’t they?
A load of laundry, a note in the mail, the right word at the right time, a simple meal…
We may never know the significance of what we do…but we do it anyway…
and trust that somehow it all weaves together for good to make a difference in the lives of those we love…
And we do it because it’s what we do…
because we aren’t great big people with great big answers.
We are just who we are
and we keep trying even when it doesn’t seem to matter
and it doesn’t seem important
and we keep breathing
and looking for that little “win”