Over the past few weeks, California has been plagued with wildfire after wildfire. It got me really thinking about what I miss.
I had a birthday resolution to run more to achieve a sub-5 mile by running in my neighborhood regularly. I used to manually water the plants in our backyard, especially my kumquat blossoms that finally bloomed after 2 years. And, I used to keep my windows open so that fresh air could fill the house.
The smell of dew and the brush of chill in the morning. The smell of freshly-cut grass in the afternoon. And the evening dinner aromas that pervaded our cute suburbia.
Then, everything changed when the Fire Nation attacked. When the smog came to our neighborhood, I no longer had that luxury. Rather, I spent my time indoors, and a few days back I wrote this in my journal.
The Little Things
Silence of the jay,
Crimson ochre dyed the sky,
Tumbleweed astray.
New kumquat blossoms
Birthed from labor, yet scorched by
Ashen canopy.
A resolve to run,
Yet I am basking under
A bright midnight sun.
Taken for granted,
A life I thought I knew well
And now much better.
Inspired by the lost
Cherished more when found, come forth
Will the little things.
Appreciating life
What else do I take for granted? What else will I deeply miss when I no longer have but aren’t fully appreciating now?
The first answer that comes into my head – the people around me. My family and my friends.
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