Such a small thing
Feb. 23rd, 2009 11:06 pmI have a number of magnets on my refrigerator. Mostly they go unused; occasionally I notice them enough to use one to hold up a recipe.
Tonight I realized that over half are gifts. Aside from the three from family, I have presents from at least four people.
I haven't talked to any of those four people in years.
And yet, the thought of taking the magnets down feels like a betrayal. There's no reason why it should; all things come to an end (what squeak, mouse?) and it's not like I need them. Some of them fit me; some don't. And now that I'm aware, seeing them will be a touch of sorrow every time.
Who will notice? Who will care?
Should I care? I just don't know.
Tonight I realized that over half are gifts. Aside from the three from family, I have presents from at least four people.
I haven't talked to any of those four people in years.
And yet, the thought of taking the magnets down feels like a betrayal. There's no reason why it should; all things come to an end (what squeak, mouse?) and it's not like I need them. Some of them fit me; some don't. And now that I'm aware, seeing them will be a touch of sorrow every time.
Who will notice? Who will care?
Should I care? I just don't know.
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Date: 2009-02-25 01:56 pm (UTC)I have an e-mail subscription to Daily Word and a paragraph in this morning's stood out and reminded me of you and this post:
I am open to the variety of ways change appears in my life. On any given day, and on this day especially, I may choose to release what no longer blesses me, what no longer serves the highest and best of my intentions.
I hope you have a lovely day. Peace.