The Little Things

When I think of little, I think 1996 Olympic Gold Medalist Kerri Strug who under-rotated her first vault which resulted in the ankle injury and her vaulting on the same ankle to win the gold medal. She flew through the air with speed and precision, putting her vault before her ankle, which was a third degree sprain and tendon damage. I also think of Shawn Johnson-East, 2008 Olympic Gold Medalist. Kerri stood at 4'8, and Shawn at 4'11, which is up to my shoulder. Other things I think of are my Roku remote which always ends up in the chair, my phone or the tiny Snoopy figurine that was given to me by the sister of a child in my 4K wraparound class.

It's the big things we take for granted and the complaints we may have about something. Not seeing the big picture when we are unhappy clouds our judgement. We think we have it so bad without realizing things can be much worse. The car we drive, the line at the drive thru for coffee, or the shoes we want which we can't find in our size. These simple things and things like this are small and they may upset us at the moment, yet if we didn't have a job, we couldn't pay for them.

Today it was an emotional moment for me. It was also the anniversary of getting an opportunity, making the most of it, and losing that thing I loved two years later due to gossip, laziness and selfishness. I had a classroom that I loved for two years and lost it because the person responsible for helping me with an issue had a big mouth and was very lazy. The person I trusted (my then co teacher) had her own intentions of having things her way. I worked very hard on that classroom and put every dime I had into it, from the decorations to the books to the supplies. It hurt like hell to lose it for no actual reason other than the center not seeing the little things like my observation of a situation in relation to the big picture.

I have been stressed out with things at work, and today my boss noticed how unhappy I was. She talked to me about it, and assured me that things would be ok. Before she left, she handed me a card and inside it was a gift card, thanking me for my hard work.

It's the little things that make me appreciate what I have, no matter how unhappy I am at times. I can have this and make the most during this time, or I can have nothing at all.

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