Last night we decided to kick it old school with some Legos. She decided we were going to make a flower garden. There is nothing more frustrating than stepping on a Lego or trying to find just the right piece that doesn't exist! The nostalgia of this experience took me back to my own childhood.
We made flowers, a garden with a bunny, and this truck. I am a grown adult and I cannot express how satisfying it was to sit down and quietly create this truck. I went to college. I travel. I work. But this little truck struck me with such happiness, it was ridiculous.
The irony of finding all the right pieces to fit together and create something that was just right made me feel at peace with everything going on in this world. All the pieces fit. She loved my truck. It even rolls around. We decided it should be a flower delivery truck (another homage to the current state of the world: delivery trucks!).
I am again grateful for all the little things in my life that are getting us through this quarantine. We will keep rolling along (see what I did there?!). We will appreciate the little things. We will definitely hope and pray that all the little pieces of this epidemic fall together to create whatever we need to get out of this in one piece.
