Little Things Mean a Lot

When I was growing up, my parents had a pile of old records that my sister and I adopted as our own. There was a song on one that stood out to me called, Little Things Mean a Lot. I absolutely loved it! Her voice was strong, sultry and deep. The words described exactly how I imagined love should be, simple and sweet.

Little Things Mean a Lot by Kitty Kallen

Blow me a kiss from across the room. Say I look nice when I'm not. Touch my hair as you pass my chair. Little things mean a lot. Give me your arm as we cross the street. Call me at 6:00 on the dot. A line a day, when you're far away. Little things mean a lot.

Don't have to buy me diamonds and pearls, champagne, sables or such. I never cared much for diamonds and pearls, 'cause honestly honey, they just cost money.

Give me your hand when I've lost the way. Give me your shoulder to cry on. Whether the day is bright or gray, give me your heart to rely on. Send me the warmth of a secret smile, to show me you haven't forgot ~ that always and ever, now and forever ~ little things mean a lot.

Since childhood, this song has reverberated through my brain. It makes me aware of the things I take for granted that might actually mean a lot to someone else. Like helping my youngest daughter with her homework, listening to my eldest share her concerns, or letting my son play an extra fifteen minutes on xbox. Those things may not seem big to me, but it's important to them.

I think of this song when I come home to a kitchen my husband tidied, or when the kids say something funny and we exchange a secret smile. I'm grateful for those "little things" which are large to me. Life doesn't happen so much in the big, enormous scenes, but in the small, tender moments. I believe you got it right, Kitty, little things DO mean a lot.

PHOTOS: My daughter's lace TOMS that she pined for, for two years//Redbull's red bull {tab}//A well-worn and loved copy of Mother Goose//Dosidos ~ my favorite Girl Scout cookies.