Everyday I judge myself for the things I haven’t done.
I don’t have kids.
I don’t own a business.
I haven’t changed the world as a whole.
What if, helping an older lady up the stairs on the subway platform was enough.
What if deciding to be positive today was enough.
What if saying, excuse me,when I bump into someone was enough.
That would be in fact enough.
It’s the little things accumulated that turn into enough.
My day is lifted by politeness.
By holiday lights.
By a smize behind the mask.
By people wearing masks.
I went into Manhattan today on Christmas Eve and I was uplifted by how many people gave me the respect of wearing masks and bumping into me and saying excuse me.
That doesn’t always happen.
Happy holidays!!