#itdoesmatter

Anyone else notice the backdrop for season 9's key art is the Capitol building in Washington? Remember the last time we saw this? That's right baby, on a spoon in the hands of Beth Greene!

Do The Little Things

In the form of homemade cheese and pickles, I was given the gift of time. I was given a moment, that I would not otherwise have had if it wasn't for those precious "tiny" gifts from my beautiful Momma. 

I have come to sit and write today because it is so important for people to realize how much the "tiny things" in life are SO much more than they realize.

I have been nursing my toddler back to health the past 5 days and am now the one that is sick. Exhausting as it may be to be sick I am a wife and mother and life doesn't stop because I have a cold. 

I brought the baby over to my Momma's house so I could head back home and get all the chores done. Normally that is exactly what I would have done. Rushed in to switch laundry, disinfect all toys, clean guinea pig cage, and so on. But not today. Today, while dropping the baby off, my Momma casually handed me 2 containers. One had homemade cheese and the other had homemade pickles. In the grand scheme of things, this seems so small. She cooks for us and gives us gifts all the time. It's just some cheese and pickles.  She handed them to me and off I went.

What she and I didn't know, is those "tiny" gifts were so much more than I could have ever asked for today. Those gifts changed my entire morning and gave me a moment of "me time". Which, in a mother's world, is truly a miracle.

I entered my home with my hands full of stuff from emptying the car, put it all away and went back out to grab the cheese and pickles. Normally they would have been put away in the fridge and forgotten about until later in the day. I stood there holding the cheese and pickles that smelled delicious and decided to stop everything and make myself some breakfast. 

As I sat at my desk with fresh HOT coffee, toasted bread with the yummy homemade cheese, some baked tofu, the homemade pickles, and a small bowl of blueberries I realized what had just happened. My Momma had just given me this beautiful moment. Her small items handed to me so quickly as I walked out the door turned into something so rare and incredible.

Keeping this as short as I can. I just want to say. Do it. Do the little things. It may seem so unimportant, so tiny, so insignificant, that we just tell ourselves to skip it. But think about it. Pickles and cheese gave me time to sit, rest, nourish myself, and have something that was all mine, just for me. Where I am at in life right now with kids and all that comes with, THIS gift of cheese and pickles rescued my mind, body, and soul. 

So give a gift even it seems like that person doesn't "need" it. Pick up the piece of trash you just saw blow into your neighbor's yard. Call someone just to ask how they are doing. Ask your friend if they need a night without kids or a night out of the house. Bring the trash cans down the driveway for the elderly lady across the street. Drop a bottle of wine off at your friend's house. Buy that little thing you find at the store that reminds you of someone and gift it to them.  All those things "that won't make that much of a difference".  Because Miracles can come from pickles and cheese.

(Thank you for my miracle today, Momma) xoxo  

-Sincerely, The Tired Mama A.K.A. Cale (not the vegetable)

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