Saturday, February 22, 2025

The Little Things


(This is from 2011.)

The sky may be clouding over as a new and reportedly massive storm approaches the coast, but don't tell the buds on this delicate tree. They are the picture of hope.

As I was cooking bacon recently, I remembered how my friend used to use chopsticks for tasks like that. I've picked up most of what I know about cooking from the women in my life; strike that, all of what I know, starting with my mother.

"Your partners have all been really nice people," one of the kids told me recently. That is true, and a fact worth remembering in low moments. This is the first time in a while that I've let myself do so.

In general, I try to remember the good times, and the good things, even little things like how to use chopsticks rather than blunter instruments while cooking. It's never been characteristic of me to stay bitter or hold a grudge for long.

All I have to do is reflect upon my own behavior over the years to remember that I've no excuse to cast the first stone.

That said, I do miss people intensely once they are gone. Apparently somewhat more intensely than they miss me. As much as the big things of life, though, it is the tiny details and moments that remain with me the longest.

Of course, they're what's left.

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