8 Minute Memoir (Little Things)
I forget where I saw the 8 Minute Memoir, but it seemed like a good writing exercise so I figured I’d jump on board. I’m already incredibly behind and have no idea when/if I’ll finish it. Such suspense!
“It’s the little things in life.” Such a cliche but so true. I spend a lot of time feeling like my life is falling apart which makes sense considering we’re juggling 2 full time jobs, grad school, and a 1 ½ year old over here. It’s so easy to fall into the “everything is terrible” trap and forget that some things aren’t terrible. And a lot of those things are little things.
Like Boogser’s face lighting up when I pick him up from school or sing the bumblebee song (even though the bumblebee song is the worst). Or patio date nights where we put Boogs to bed, break out the grill, and have dinner without screaming and food flying everywhere. It’s easy to forget how amazing it is to go home for lunch and sit in silence for 20 minutes. Or how amazing it is to light a candle and read a book before going to bed.
Jesse and I have such a tendency to strive for the big things (“It’ll be better once grad school is over” is a common refrain in our house) that we tend to overlook the little things, and I wish we wouldn’t because it’s the little things that are going to get us through to the big things.
Soybeans, Too 