Little things can go a long way in helping lift up or tear down your whole person. Today, I dropped off some copies of my novel, Lennamore, because some friends were going to a huge medieval event and offered to set them out for me. It wasn't in the cards for me to go this year, but I was happy Lennamore could go in my stead. I am incredibly thankful for the opportunity they are providing me just by setting the books out at their stall. I stashed some brownies in with the package as a thank you and I hope it makes their journey just a bit easier. It was a little thing I could do for them.
My 12-year-old also made a Tic-Toc post promoting my novel. The thing is, 12-year-olds generally don't care what their parents do-- so to have your own spawn want to tell people about a thing you did, to have them want to help you succeed is just about the best feeling in the world.
Now, that's not to say there aren't little things in life that drag you down-- a look, a comment, someone ignoring you. The kind of things that force you to wonder "What did I do?" Or even neutral things that have no intent but change your attitude like accidentally spilling coffee on your shirt or chancing upon a deer while walking in the woods.
All these little things pile up and make your day what it is. But in the end, they are just little things, and it's up to you which to hold on to and which to let go.