I can’t tell you in this crazy graduate school journey I am currently on how much the small things truly matter. And, they matter a lot. For example, my nephews…I talk to them everyday. Even if I can’t understand half of what Woody says, or that Cooper basically says fun, no, and cookie really well, I don’t care. I feel as if they are part of my daily life, and that even if they won’t remember it, I’m part of theirs. I love it. I mean think about it this way, it’s like my chemistry studies. The smallest thing like making sure that I use a volumetric pipet correctly, it’s like night and day. It’s so weird. It makes you feel so good, the little things. Kara calling like three times a day. I miss it when I don’t get it.
Love it. 🙂 Gotta love the small stuff.