Little is Noteworthy

I love people. At the core of my being, I am just the biggest people-person. Of course I enjoy grand gestures and interactions of recognition and love between me and another person, but sometimes the little things stick out more. Here are some examples:

When people address me by name, whether it's in writing or dialogue
People that hold doors open for others-I'm also impressed by my own friends that hold doors open for me
When I come home from school and my dad has bought bananas for me (I'm the only one in my family that eats them)
When my friends ask about my family and their well-being
Anyone who gives me support before an audition
People who applaud the victories of their acquaintances and friends, no matter how big or small
People who know how to drop a subject when they can clearly see I'm uncomfortable talking about it
If you recommend songs to me or make me a mix cd
When my friends talk kindly of me to their other friends
When my friends don't bash friends of mine that they aren't fond of
PEOPLE WHO SMILE OR NOD OR MAKE SOME SORT OF GESTURE THAT ACKNOWLEDGES MY EXISTENCE
When someone uses the phrase, "this made me think of you"
People who notice or remember little details about me
People who ask how my day was and genuinely want to hear my response
People who are gracious and polite to waiters/waitresses
When someone starts another conversation in the middle of mine and there's that one friend who keeps listening to me
When something awkward happens and I make eye contact with the one other person who witnessed it
When someone remembers what makes me laugh and they bring it up often
People who can hold a conversation with me over text. (You can't text back one sentence when I send several paragraphs and not expect me to feel like a bother)
When girls can sincerely compliment each other
When my mom sends me letters at college just for the heck of it
People who are unapologetically themselves

Life goes by fast and sometimes we don't realize the great big moments have passed until they're gone. So remember those little daily occurrences that warm your heart, because in reality, they're not all that little. <3

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