My friend and I decided to go to a bar. We picked a place within walking distance. Neither one of us wanted to be responsible for driving. We had no high expectation for the night since we were both tired. We actually almost opted out of going because we were both sleeping twenty minutes prior. But I’m happy that we did because halfway through our walk, you handed me a flower. This small, free flower that was plucked off the side of a dirt road made my heart melt like I was 13 again.
It wasn’t the actually flower that I cared about. It was the thought behind it. I don’t know how many flowers I have walked by in my life, but I know that I have never stopped to pick one for somebody. Usually, I’m so stuck in my thoughts that I pay no attention what’s happening around me or I’m preoccupied with my phone.
We constantly look down at our phones. We check Instagram during dinner. We update our Facebook status while talking with friends. We forget to live in the moment. But this person didn’t do that. This person was in it with me.
That’s when I realized that I need to appreciate this person. The one who does the little things to show they care.
Now fast forward in time….
