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| Prompt: "To be really great in little things, to be truly noble and heroic in the insipid details of everyday life, is a virtue so rare as to be worthy of canonization." Harriet Beecher Stowe Which kinds of details are important to you in general or in everyday life? ----------- Ordinary but with depth and meaning. Also, noble, heroic. and playful, too. No, I'm not describing a kitten, but I'm referring to everyday life with its little details. Surely, Harriet Beecher Stowe in her short quote did a much better job than I just did, but what I write, when there is a quote in the prompt, encourages the nobility and the patience of my friends who read what I write.  So, let's not dismiss everyday life as ordinary. In everyday life, tiny details make the day softer, nicer, and sometimes even more tolerable. This is when someone chooses kindness in the rush-hour traffic by letting my car merge ahead or the simple details of getting breakfast and brewing coffee. Such details in everyday life have to do with endurance. This is because life asks me to persist, to keep going on no matter what. Getting out of bed in the morning despite aching bones, showing up to do whatever I need to do when the world feels heavy, waving at my neighbor on the yard, watering a wilted plant in a pot, or making a meal after a long day...all point to my quiet bravery, if I may say so. Then, there's the fun part...such as that odd sock from the dryer, the way sunlight dances on the lawn, and salamanders chasing each other on the porch's screen...all are details or rather threads that add meaning to the fabric of my day. This is because what seems small, usually, isn't. What's noble, heroic, or fun need not be grand occasions. If and when I am not so full of myself, I can see them in the quiet details of my ordinary days. How noble my tea feels in a cup, placing warmth in my hands and the deep breath I take instead of an angry reply, or the giggle when I drop the egg on the floor, instead of in the pan. Not milestones but repetition shape-shifting into the fabric of my life, made of small threads of care, wonder, and persistence for the ordinary is never the ordinary at all. |
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