Little Miracles

Every once in a while, little miracles happen. If you’re not paying attention, you can miss them. They will slip by, noticed for a moment and then gone.

I don’t like missing them.

To me, they are no less miraculous for being little. If anything, it makes me value them more, because this is one little piece of goodness that I can hold onto and be happy about. And because it was small, there’s a good chance I can just be happy about it instead of having to explain to anyone else.

On Saturday, Milady and I were hanging out with friends of ours, Kasey and Cat. We had a really great time, and Kasey showed us something really cool, something we’d wanted to learn. But it was a little scary, because there was some human-puppeteering required to make sure that we were doing it right. And, well, I’m funny about touch. Always have been.

But this? This was fine. There was a moment or two where I wasn’t sure if I was going to be okay, but once those passed, everything went smashingly. It wasn’t until later, when I was home on Sunday and thinking it over, that I realized how big a moment that actually was. For someone else, it would have been nothing. But for me — the girl who needs her personal space bubble at the best of times — it was huge. For me, it was one of those little miracles. And I am grateful for it.

And I wish you little miracles of your own — whether that’s a lack of lineup at Timmies, or a prof giving you an A on a paper you were really worried about, or having an unexpectedly good day, or bumping into a friend you haven’t seen in a while. Whatever makes a miracle for you, may you find one.

I think this goes without saying, but as we live in a world of rampant asshattery, please allow me to state for the record: this is my intellectual property. As such, please do not copy, circulate, edit, alter, take credit for, or otherwise appropriate this material without my express permission. Thank you.

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