Value isn't in the big.
It's not.
Value is in the little.
Of this, I am convinced.
It's not.
Value is in the little.
Of this, I am convinced.
Lending money, buying a present, hosting an elaborate party, composing an eloquent toast to give at said elaborate party: these are all grand gestures, to be sure. And perhaps its the voice of youth's frivolity which whispers lies of equality between big and deep in matters of love. Whatever its root, the tree of value, we're culturally convinced, is centered on big. So we find ourselves pleading insanity due to no time, no money, no energy, no interest and, well let's face it....no value.
In the little, we are free to look someone in the eye when we ask "How are you?" and then wait for their reply. In the little, we are open to dinners with near strangers if for no other reason than to hear a refreshing story not our own. In the little, we can demonstrate "I have your back" rather than relegating it to a nifty phrase with no backbone. And, in the little, we see smiles. Hear tears. Feel embraces. And show value.
I'm spending time today considering value in light of little.
And hoping that it leads me to loving big.
And hoping that it leads me to loving big.
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