Every year as the Jewish new year approaches, I have a special tradition. I don’t recall when I started it, but I’ve done it for years. When I take note of the first acorn of the season that crosses my path, I pick it up and remind myself it’s a brand new year. I feel grateful for so many things. Usually the first acorn I discover is a prominent one, ripe in it’s bright green color with its cap on tightly, and certainly a proud representative of mother nature.
Today, was the first acorn I noticed and it was tiny. It was very small, though symbolic in nature. Thanks to its size, I decided it was a reminder to always count my blessings, both big and small. It felt very appropriate as it’s small stature had a large message.
Today, I pulled out an array of greeting cards, thank you notes and went to work writing a thank you for a number of kind things done by friends or family. It felt good. And that tiny acorn sitting on my desk will have a proud place in my memory this year.
Life is made up of small moments. My “first” acorn this year had a big punch, which I’ll take to heart in a great big way.