It is popular to speak of which star you were born under; but I was born under a song. 

The week I was born, “Little Things Mean A Lot,” was in the number one position according to Billboard Magazine. 

All my life I have loved small things, miniatures, tiny objects, little persons and entire microcosms encapsulated in a space the size of a walnut shell.  Details matter.  Little things mean a lot.  

I am not talking here about sweating the small stuff (although degrees fahrenheit is small stuff that makes me sweat). I am talking about enjoying the little things, appreciating the small stuff to the max.  A beautiful sunrise lasts a few minutes in a 24 hour day – but it means a lot.  A grain of sand is minuscule, but a few thousand thrown together make an unforgettable feeling between bare toes on a beach.

Smiles, good manners, random acts of kindness; are some of the little things that mean a lot.  These small things are riches, but not costly.  Trust me, the little things are worth the effort to remember. Don’t let it be said,

“And some things that should not have been forgotten were lost. History became legend. Legend became myth…(J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings)”

When the little things that mean a lot are forgotten, relationships are lost.  Opportunities missed. The shire is never the same.