Gumball

Last night my family came down to visit. Well, to be more accurate, my brother and dad came to see the Purdue basketball game. That left my mom,my sister, and I to hang out until the game was over. We went to dinner--O'Charley's and gorged ourselves on chocolate cake. Actually, we looked at the chocolate cake more than we actually ate of it. Then my sister wanted to go to the mall and I begrudgingly trotted along. Even on a good day, going to the mall is not something that I would put very high on the "exciting things to do" list. But my sister had a good point--she hadn't come all the way to Purdue just to sit on a couch in my apartment. Anyways. We did our shopping and as we were heading out we walked past the gumball machine.

There is something you need to know about me and gum. I am a gum freak. I am all-out addicted to it and I will never deny such a claim. Gumball machines are one of the COOLEST things at the mall. There are so many different varieties. And yes, I have done the math and I know that a gumball is a waste of a quarter. But on this particular night, I had a loose quarter in my pocket. So I seized the opportunity to get some gum (chiclets, actually).My sister and mom followed behind. 

However, this is more than just a blog post about gumballs. It's a way of thinking about life. You see, the smallest things in life sometimes bring the greatest joy. I don't know what it is for you. For me, some days it's just getting a gumball. Instead of focusing on the negative things in my life, I am going to make an effort to focus on the small things--the things that do go right in my life. Maybe it's a crazy way to live. Maybe it's just crazy enough to work.