Wednesday, January 7, 2009
So you know when you're going along with your daily routine, and then all of a sudden something out of the blue hits you? For example, a few months ago, my dad, who I haven't seen since I was three, and have no memory of tried to contact me on Facebook, it knocked the wind out of me, and I panicked like I've never panicked before. Something similar happened to me today, and it threw me. My grandma used to say to me, always expect the unexpected. I've grown so used to not expecting it that every once in a while, something like this happens, and I'm caught completely off guard. I had forgotten what it was like to be surprised, since it seems like as I've gotten older, the unexpected has become less frequent. At the same time, while I was at yoga yesterday, the teacher was talking about how we should be greatful for the little, seemingly insignificant things we have in our life, and grudgingly, I thanked my lucky stars for having a house and food on my table. However, today, with this weird, unexpected, fairly insignificant, yet surprising thing hanging over me, I realized how greatful I am for the little things. I like being able to count on something when life seems to pop out of your hand. It's nice to get some weird news, and then say oh well everything's okay because the house is still standing, and we have heat. The unexpected spiced things up, got my heart racing, and I thoroughly look forward to the next time this happens, however, the expected, left me feeling a little bit more greatful for what I already have.