This world has gone absolutely crazy.
Every day it is something new and absurd and mystifying. From scaling the White House fence (twice in a month) to the disappearance of 43 students in Mexico, or even shooting guards in the Capitol in Canada - it is always something new. Terrorists posing threats, U.S. administering air-strikes on ISIS, deadly viruses sneaking their way from country to country, Russia being...well... Russia. Everywhere seems to have something completely insane going on. Maybe I am paying closer attention, but I don't think so. I have listened to NPR every morning for two years. I have never felt this anxious about "what is next?"
My complaints are small on the grand scale. I whine that I don't make enough money or that I work multiple jobs and am still broke. I complain that I want to make more of this life than I have already. Sometimes I forget the important things. Sometimes I forget that something as simple as standing in the sun and feeling the warmth on my face is enough. That breathing my lungs full of air and making myself feel refreshed and revived is satisfying. I don't really need more than I am actually given.
Yesterday I got to make so many memories. Alanna and I traveled to a new place and saw old things. We climbed the side of a flood plain and stuck our hands in natural clay that is 400 millions years old.
We ruined our shoes and got mud everywhere.
We peed in a stream - and on my sunglasses when they fell in.
We climbed a sand dune until our legs felt like jelly. Then we tumbled down the other side.
I had a very large spider run across my foot.
We ate Canadian White Cheddar popcorn which was somehow better than the American version.
We listened to a French radio station and pretended to sing-a-long like we knew the words.
We found nuggets of pyrite on the shore of Lake Huron on an Indian Reservation.
I never used my phone other than to take a few pictures.
I fell in love with nature.
I spent time with my girl.
I gave myself a break from the craziness of every day and found a little piece of peace.
This will happen more often because I will it so.
I am glad for my little moments, because they get to become great big moments... eventually.