Somedays, it's just too honkin' big.
Like it's tipping over, crashing down. All I want to do is holler "Incoming!" and duck.
It’s on days like this, I need those Little Pictures.
You know, those little ones that come four for a buck. In that little booth, where it’s just you and a friend, a loved one. A quick snapshot of a good time.
My Little Pictures are probably different from yours, but I think we all have ‘em.
Here are my Little Pictures:
Friendly banter with the Wife.
Sharing bad jokes with Techno-Boy.
“Just-saying-Hi” calls from the DAGU (Daughter All Grown Up).
A hot cup of Elixir on a cold morning.
God painting a cotton-candy sunrise/sunset.
Licking the frosting spoon.
That enjoyable inconvenience of unannounced friends stopping.
Remembering good times.
Little Pictures sometimes get lost in that huge shadow of the Big Picture.
That’s when I have to go look for them. And I always find them, there in the quiet.
Right where I left them.
So go find your Little Pictures today. You might have to look a bit, but you'll remember where you put 'em.
And as soon as I'm done with this cup of Elixir, I think I'll go lick a frosting spoon.