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The Little Things

For those of us who have been working months and months toward the fruition of the One Big Thing, only to see it come to a trainwreck of a conclusion, this week has been hell on wheels. As I said Wednesday, "I woke up, my head hurt, and the world was wrong." It is as though gravity and the compass ceased to exist.

How do we orient ourselves? Which way is up? Where do we go? All of us who are grieving must find our own way back, back from this weightless, directionless void to a world that makes more sense.

This post by Lisa B, Mrs. S. did a lot towards helping me get my feet back in the ground. "Let's get it done," she says.

I know what I stand for. I know what problems concern me most, and all I want is to see them solved. I don't care about credit. I don't care who does it. I just want it done. I want people to have food and shelter and recreation. I want people to earn wages on which they can live and thrive. I want people to have health care. I want excellent schools for all children.

I don't care who does it. I just want it done.

How can I help?

After I read this, I began to think of all the little things that I have let fall by the wayside as I narrowed my focus to the One Big Thing.

  • Donating food at The Other Barn for our community food bank
  • Taking some books to our Little Free Library
  • Taking Margo's outgrown clothes to the Teen Center for their clothing drive
Little things. Little things that I am ashamed to say haven't been making the big headlines of my life recently and now I am thinking that they're probably the best investments of all.

"How can I help?" asks Lisa. The answer for me, right now, is starting small, and close to home.

 

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