Love matters.
This morning I woke thinking about proportions, the size of things in relation to other things. It was a funny thought, in its own way. Some things can seem really big in my mind and then a week later, or a year later, or a decade later, I look back and whatever it was that seemed so big— isn’t.
What’s surprising to me is how often there can be people, pets, moments of beauty and blessing, that may have seemed in the background at the time… but upon reflection were really the defining part of the story… THE LOVE STORY that was happening.
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away, I sat in on page-one meetings at a newspaper in the Editor-in-Chief’s office. I was observing the decision making process of what content would occupy the front page the next day. What warranted PAGE ONE news?
This is a question I want to ask myself every day… What warrants my page one news? Fortunately, I get a lot of at-bats… each day I get to step up and say, “What story am I going to focus on from today? What is the story I am going to see and tell? And retell?”
More and more science is showing that people who count their blessings live longer. What if I see the love and beauty that’s around me… and decide each day that I will make that my page-one news?
I can feel my heart open. I take a deep breath. I feel thankful.
As I’m typing, my cat sits by my keyboard. Her tail brushes over my hands. I’m thankful for her friendship. Sometimes I don’t sleep well and when I’m up and struggling, she’s there. Her presence matters to me. A lot.
If I don’t fall back to sleep, I am grateful for the first light of dawn. There’s always a blessing in a new day. Another at bat. Another chance to say love matters. And sometimes it takes its shape in a tail that’s wagging.
We’re all the Editor-in-Chiefs of our own newspaper. The stories we tell ourself. Write ourselves. Re-write ourselves. I love this! The man sitting in that office a long, long time ago had a lot of power. He could thumbs up or thumbs down any story and no matter who was advocating for what story and why… he had the final say.
I like knowing I have the final say for my internal newspaper. I can decide some stories have had long enough on the front page. I learned something from them. Or I’m tired of them. Or I’m ready for some variety. Or I can skip the front page and head straight to the comics for a smile.
Peace be with you,
Kat~