A Little Lesson

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.