When Small is Big

Me, sharing an apple with my daughter today.

Her in her high chair with a tray full of food, looking at my apple as I ate it. Clearly wanting to try what her mama was eating too.

I bit a bit off for her and watched as she ate it – a beaming grin spreading across her little face.

I always joked that I knew my husband was “the One” when he offered to share his chips with me… But it wasn’t really such a joke. Because that gesture said everything about him that I needed to know…. That he wanted to share and he knew how to love.

Today, my apple was so much sweeter for sharing it – it became another experience of love.

I’m opening myself up, suddenly – since yesterday, in fact – and what I’m really doing is opening my heart again. I didn’t realise it, but I’d closed it down a long time ago. And now I’m realising that love is actually everywhere…

And no, of course it’s not in the Trumps and Boris’ of this world, but it is in the small acts and gestures of the everyday.

And if love is the antidote to the dark and the shadows, and if these “big men” are really a reflection of the sickness already existing within our society, then I say let’s keep going with the “small” acts of real love in which, it seems to me, we may find all the light that is in the world.

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Sarah Nabarro View All →

New mum, old soul... Finding beauty, wisdom, spirituality, and opportunities for learning in the everyday (hopefully)...

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