The Little Things

Coming out of Snowpacalypse 2021 has reminded me once again that little things matter. A lot. Not having power, water, or a way to travel was difficult, to say the least. We are so accustomed to “running to the store” to grab a thing or two we forget what a privilege it is.

But today I was reminded of something else as well.

Usually I find myself lamenting and grieving the loss of the little things with Brynna such as her not speaking, not being able to run and play or eat the foods we eat. But today, today was different.

This morning she had another fairly good size seizure. These aren’t unexpected as the doctors are changing her meds and with that comes the possibility.

Lying there holding her through the event and seeing a terrified look on her face just about did me in.

After her seizures she is sometimes out of it a little for a while, but before she collapsed into sleep, she gently wrapped her arm around my neck, pulled me close and pressed her forehead to mine. It’s something we’ve done since she was a baby in the NICU and we couldn’t hold her. It was our way of saying I love you.

Today it was as if she was saying, “Thank you, Daddy.” Then she lay down and fell asleep.

It wasn’t a big thing, just a small token of her love; a little thing, but it meant the world to me.

Soak up the little things. Some days they’re all we have and most days they’re all we need.