It's All About the Small Stuff

When I was a little girl, our family would go on outings, be it to the park, the State Fair or to Canton Trade Days, if you can imagine that. Being young and short, I took advantage of the closest view. The view unobstructed by legs and bodies and bags and purses. I always enjoyed the view of the ground. I so often saw little things of fascination. Pennies and other coins weren't uncommon. But, the bolts, Spam keys and shiny "trash" are what I really liked to check out. Mom and Dad were forever hollering "Mindy"! I'd eventually raise my head and catch up, and usually, I would be carrying a treasure with me.




Here we are years later, and my fascination with smalls continues. In my home, I have a wire display tree on which I enjoy displaying the smalls I have found in my grown up days. You know. The things other folks might chunk without a second thought. On the tree, you will find an old rusty corkscrew, the top of an old razor, a skeleton key, a clock key, a sink plug with chain, a screen door latch, an old belt buckle, faucet handle, an electric plug, the letter M and a pin touting "I'm sailing with Christ". Look and see. If you look close enough, you'll even see an old Spam key.

And here, I find, is the time to finish the tooth story. For the extraction, I was awake and aware and sometimes, I could feel those exposed nerves. Two roots were expected. The tooth had 3 roots. One root was twisted and growing into the bone. Picture 5 foot nothin' me reclining in the chair, and picture the 6 foot somethin' big man hovering over my mouth that refuses to open more than about an inch or so. When it was all said and done, I think we were both ready to pop a hydrocodone.

I made it home and popped a pill and checked my emails. It was then that I learned that a friend has decided no more chemotherapy for her. http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/deena She is at peace and knows the direction her life is taking.

I think if we were to ask Deena, she would tell us to enjoy the small stuff. So, I will. I will laugh at this ace bandage hanging around my head, keeping the icebag in place. I will thrill in sleeping on my screen porch with 4 cats who want to "comfort" me by sleeping on the bed with me. I will rejoice to hear David's voice when he calls to check on me. You see? This stuff? It's all small stuff, little things. Kinda like the Spam key. I love it!

Happy Day!

~Mindy