I can still see him now. He is walking towards me. His eyes are smiling straight through to my heart, sending my stomach in a kind of butterfly somersault medley. Standing outside my apartment door, I return a smile full of excitement and anticipation. It was at that moment, and a million others since, I knew I loved him.
Are we sensitive enough to notice when one drop of poison might be destroying our attitude, fostering frustration, or giving way to ingratitude?It is being able to perceive the small changes and choosing how we will let it affect us.