Just a thought about towels…
You can have a lot of epiphany’s while driving. Some grand and some just simple as can be. This morning, I was thinking about Christmas coming up and the list to make for family to know what would be useful for us. Seems we always need towels…just plain white towels. One of the simple things that can start your day off right with that feeling that you have it all together. Very little beats a big, fluffy towel to encompass you as your wet feet hit the tile floor. Then my thoughts went to our current towels and the mismatch of white, green, and beige. Some with holes and some with stains. What will I do with these old ones because I don’t waste? Why do they look so old, didn’t we just get new towels like 2 years ago, maybe even last year for Christmas? Oh, yeah, all the chocolate milk spilled on the floor, the one that was used to wrap a baby chick in, the two we got for our wedding that were extra soft, some we have used for years over and over, oh and our hard well water.
Wouldn’t it be nice to always have fresh, white towels, I thought? Why isn’t this possible? I’m sure some women that really do have it together always have fresh, white towels.
Then it dawned on me. To fully appreciate the new, fresh towels you must have periods of time with the worn-out ones. If my towels never looked dingy then I may not know to be thankful for the new. I also must take the time to acknowledge what got them that way. Those towels have been used to wipe up so many memories that I wouldn’t trade for anything. Little hands washing my car, drying a bicycle wheel after taking it through a pretend car wash, and did I mention all the chocolate milk already.
We have to go through periods of dark to appreciate the light! Not to mention all the little blessings and lessons learned that we have invested in the “dark” that couldn’t occur if those towels were always shining bright!
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