The guy next door offered to walk me home.
I forget sometimes, that it really doesn’t take a lot.
One kind word or a gentle gesture, and suddenly, the bridge between me and the rest of the world seems infinitely smaller.
It is important, every now and then, to remember this.
That some days, when it feels like everything is stacked against you and it’s hard to see the point, a random smile can magically pierce through the fogginess and reach somewhere that means you’re not really on your own.
And sometimes, when you’re feeling out of sorts or nothing seems to fit; then the sudden click of a connection or the warmth of a friendly word can reach somewhere, deep inside, and you realise that these fleeting moments and elusive sparks are probably what we’re looking for…
So I will remind myself – when I’m off fighting my demons or scrabbling around for an elusive elixir – that it’s important to keep things in perspective and stick my head above the parapet, every once in a while –
Because often, it doesn’t take a lot.
Tags: Friends and Family, gratitude, Positivity, re-connecting
