It Matters.

It’s been a while again I know. Im still trying to pick up my pieces and this means sometimes not wanting to confront thoughts or feelings.

Today Im writing, on the small things again.

I previously mentioned this topic in one of my posts. But I decided, I want to write again and again… why? Because it matters.

It’s all those tiny things we do, that express how we are, what we think, and who we are.

People around me get surprised how Im easily hurt by “simple” things left forgotten, but it’s not always THAT simple.

I do admit many times, we tend to drop things out of stresses of life, but the important things which we care about, which we practice always, become who we are, and you don’t easily forget Who You Are.

It matters to remember things related to people around, because that means they matter to you! And as impactful a small detail someone remembers about you, as hurtful it can be if left forgotten.

In my past relationship, after 2.5 years , I once got really upset how my partner forgot that I love sesame on my “Mankoushe” , a Lebanese breakfast we have similar to the concept of pizza but way different at same time. Anyways, it wasn’t the sesame I was upset about, but it was the fact that after 2.5 years of me always telling him to please ask the baker to add sesame, he never took initiative to do it on his own, as if I was never really “heard”. And how much do you care about a person, if you don’t actually Listen to them.

It matters!

It matters to me, people who remember I love sesame on my Mankoushe, it matters to me, those who notice I love my coffee bitter, but my tea sweet, it matters to me, those who know what songs I enjoy, and it matters to me, those who buy me a purple bracelet on my birthday because purple is my favorite color. It matters to me, those things I mention as I talk, and those who actually pick up the signs from my simple tiny words. It matters to me…. those who realize how much I care about this blog, and take the time to read every letter and word I type in.

If tiny details didn’t matter, we would not even exist. I dont need to explain it in more than one word : atoms.

Keep in mind, this word, every time a person you care about mentions something, does something, or asks for their something “extra”, it means you listen, and it means they matter. Keep in mind that, the tiny spots we see in the sky, when combined all together, create the most beautiful image our eyes can see.

Leaving you with a picture of a million tiny seen and unseen stars in the sky of Lebanon…