{ I’m Meant for Little Things }

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I find myself wallowing in the memory of a handful of recent conversations about motherhood, watching children fly away, and stepping reluctantly into “The Afternoon of Life.”

(That’s a book, given to me by my daughter. I groaned when I saw it, but it’s actually just right for me…and funny, too.)

So, just now I scrawled out a poem — with sappy tears streaming down my face– and my 20-year old son comes in, unaware of my poignant tears, to get something from this room.

“Don’t mind me,” I say. “I’m just writing poetry that makes me cry.”

“Your OWN poetry is making you cry?”

“Yes. I’ll read it to you when I’m done.” 

(Maybe. If you’re lucky.)

I’m Meant for Little Things

Big things? No, I’m meant for little things — 

I’m the tapper of  a traveling stream of a thousand text messages and heart emojis, a hundred “are you almost homes?” and “luv yous”

I’m the tiny-Lego-helmet-finder and the “Where’s my Wallet?” wizard 

 

Big things? No, little things —

 

I’m the finger-mender of the glove that gets lost a day later at the hockey rink

An empty cupboard magician, a juggler of leftovers, and a make-do artist

I’m the queen of laundry

(my royal eyes have seen that same pair of underwear a hundred times)

 

Big things? No, little things —

 

I’m the hopefully-wise-advice-giver

The occasional hugger and everyday love-giver

The rambling-dream-listener —

A tea-maker, sick-fixer, peacemaker

And everyone’s personal spelling coach.

 

Big things? No, little things —

 

I’m piecing together my

slowly-growing-love-mosaic out of

lots of little things

While praying someday

they will all see the Big Picture.

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Photo:  Roman Kraft

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15 thoughts on “{ I’m Meant for Little Things }”

  2. So very beautiful! I especially love these lines:

    I’m the finger-mender of the glove that gets lost a day later at the hockey rink
    An empty cupboard magician, a juggler of leftovers, and a make-do artist

    Oh, and this, too!:

    I’m piecing together my
    slowly-growing-love-mosaic out of
    lots of little things
    While praying someday
    they will all see the Big Picture

    I love the way your heart-longing comes through your words. You are doing beautiful life-work! 🙂

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  5. This is by far the most beautiful thing I have read in a very long time! I have tears streaming down my own “afternoon of life” mom face right now.

    They will see the big picture because you have painted it with so much love.

    I have to message you personally about this poem.

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  6. Michelle Grazor

    As you know, my kiddos range in age from 12 down to 4, yet if the life of the oldest has gone by in such a blink already, then I feel the afternoon of my own life is just two blinks away. My heart is with you, mama. It was pure joy to meet you today.

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  7. adelightfulglow

    So absolutely beautiful! Truth!

    This has been much of my life and days too.

    Definitely relating! My tagline for my blog turned into Delighting in the Daily Details because my life is much about the daily. I love many, many things about it, but also get stuck in the mundane some days.

    My heart’s desire is to delight in each day, in every good day, seeking beauty, and counting gratitude for the little things!

    May your week be delightful! Thank you!

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