It is the last day of the year and I could issue a ‘state of the nation’ blog and share things of import in my life and the world. But I am not going to.
It is still Christmas (don’t get me started on singing carols in November); I managed to send a few Christmas cards on 23rd December- life is too speeded up right now. I did not manage to send them all and I had to resort to a Christmas letter (but I am of the age where I like reading Christmas letters: just don’t make it less than point 10 font size or I may have to get my glasses). Consequently I was grateful to those who sent cards- I like getting them and reading them.
The best card I got was from someone whom I barely knew. He had been clearing out the house of his mum who, now in care, cannot remember even living there. He wrote the card to say ‘thanks’ that we looked out for his mum. We hardly did a thing . For that reason, and watching his grief, I was immensely touched. Some cards do that for me.
So if there is a moral or a lesson, it would be that the small things; the card, the smile, the thoughtful phone or text message are so much more important than the big goals or great achievements.
Happy New Year!