The Tiniest Bit

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Normally, I love reading Hollis Gillespie's columns in Creative Loafing becuase of her unique and quirky sense of humour and the strange characters that seem to populate her life. But this week, she actually hit me with something so simple and profound i had to share it:

You wonder about the world, the sorrow and loss, how lasting that is, how thick and insurmountable it seems, and then you see puppies. And then you remember how an elderly gentleman once danced in the street with a kindhearted cleaning lady - held her in his arms like the perfect daffodil that she was - and you remember the beauty of that, the aching grace of that, and suddenly you realize the tiniest bit is enough. The tiniest bit flavors the rest.

The whole column is here. It's worth your time.