What Matters

Sometimes my mind feels like a mosh pit of thoughts. Ideas bounce around, randomly bumping into each other with no direction or real purpose. Sometimes they bump into a solid wall of reality but still feel random. Some of my thoughts propel me forward with revelations about who I am or who I want to be. Some of them ground me and then I am no longer an island in my mind but part of the bigger universe outside of my own head.

Today I am lost in thoughts of what is really important. The little things are important in their own time for sure, but sometimes they are simply just little things.

It’s the big things that take up heart space that really matter.

Make sure to tell your family (or the people you consider your family) how much you love them every day and how much they mean to you, even when they are a huge pain in the butt.

Make sure your true friends know how much they mean in your life. No one is a mind-reader so don’t expect them to be.

The things that really matter aren’t even things at all. They are all the people that live outside our heads and we don’t know how long we have with any of them so make sure they know they matter.