I struggled with what to write this week. After writing about equality and love for two weeks in a row, I subconsciously set a bar for myself. I didn't know what I was going to write this week, but I felt it had to be important. I kept acting like I had big shoes to fill, which is silly since I wear a 7 1/2. I found myself with Writer's Block, or maybe more appropriately, Writer's Intimidation. I had intimidated myself. How is that even possible? I kept trying to come up with something important, something big and meaningful. And it got closer and closer to the deadline and my pen stayed still, my brain kept running a loop of questions, what to write what to write what to write.
Finally while waiting for my tea to steep, I admitted the truth. I was being ridiculous. Screw it, I said to the tea kettle, I'm writing about Tootsie Roll Pops.
This week someone sent me a box of Tootsie Roll Pops. A really big box of Tootsie Roll Pops. This happened days ago and I'm still smiling about it. The thing was, I didn't even really ask for the Tootsie Roll Pops. They were a total surprise, sent for no other reason than I mentioned in passing that I liked them. Its a little thing, but it made my week.
So I guess the lesson I needed to learn this week is that the little things are sometimes just as important as the big things.