Tuesday, February 5, 2013


Today, I'm going to remember that little things mean a lot.

Recently, Ward and I spent a few nights in a hotel while being with my mother who was sick. The first night while we were checking in, the desk clerk offered us a selection of snacks to take to our room. They were small bags and probably only cost the hotel a dime or so a piece, but that gesture made me happy. For just a minute, I forgot about how tired and stressed that I was, and I thought about what my midnight snack was going to be. Today I an going to try to remember that the unexpected little gestures really do mean a lot.