Its The Little Things

little thingsWe all know how to take things for granted in life, some better than other’s and I”ll admit that I have done it as well.  Recently I have noticed that I am missing some of the little things of my marriage.  A morning smile, sharing a cup of coffee, or just a simple hug before beginning my day.  I was really in a funk wishing I had someone to share all those things with, but upon about five minutes of reflecting on my past I can honestly say that I don’t think I ever had many of the little things while in my marriage.

So if I didn’t have them then, why am I missing them so much now?  How do I know what it is I’m missing?  A wonderful roommate was graciously dropped into my home and in spending time with her day in and day out is when I noticed that I really enjoyed sharing those little things with another person.  I like having conversation in the morning over a cup of coffee.  Having an actual conversation with someone while preparing dinner who is over the age of 14 is fantastic!

It’s given me a chance to really think about some of the other little things I may want to share with someone down the road, and it’s showed me how important they are.  Just because they are called “the little things” does not mean that they should not carry as much importance as some of the “bigger things”.

When I look back now I wish we would have shared more of those tiny moments because they would have been more meaningful than the times that we thought were more important.

Going back is not an option so for me; all I can do is take note of how I’m feeling about those little things, and make sure I am aware of just how important they are to me.  This way I am assured of making them meaningful in any future relationships.  My little things will actually be the biggest part of any new relationship.  I will make sure that they are known and that whoever I am with is ready and willing to share them with me.  Enjoy the Little Things

I”m making my list and I”m checking it three times, twice is not enough.  I am keeping track of when I notice that little something missing from my life and I will move it to the top of the list.  This way nothing get’s forgotten, nothing will be overlooked, and I will have all that to look forward to when getting to know that special person.

Is any one else out there keeping a list of those little but important things that are missing from your life?  Please respond in the comments.


Courageous Butterfly


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2 thoughts on “Its The Little Things

  1. Kim,
    I like you have often “missed” the little things. Upon reflecting – I too have found that I never had them in my marriage either.
    Oh how I long for those little things – a smile (not one that is immediately followed by a move for sex) – fun conversation over a cup of coffee – holding my hand and giving it a light squeeze – a hug when I am feeling down or just to let me know someone cares.
    I too will seek this type of relationship in the future.
    I don’t need expensive gifts – just some little indication that the other person cares about me.


  2. A few months after my husband left me I noted and wrote about how I now had time for the little things. It took me a while to realise that it was one of the huge sacrifices that I had made in my marriage without even realising it. He was very active and life was exciting and lived at a fast pace. I was sucked into that life of adventure and wonder. There was another side – exhaustion. I am really enjoying those parts of my life now that allows me to follow my own quietness and calm; and to have time to appreciate the small wonders. It is a good place to be (ie in that place of my authentic self).


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