A lot of things go unnoticed in our busyness. Some things we all have in common. Sight, touch, smell, taste, hearing. Yet, many of us take for granted what some folks lack because of impairments. Some folks just don't pay much attention to their senses unless they can't use them for some reason or another. We often overlook the pleasure of smelling hot apple pie baking in the oven, hot stew cooking on the stove, or roses blooming in the yard. Ever been like me?
Today I can't breathe. Sinuses. Funny what you notice when you can't breathe. I've often appreciated what I have much more when I no longer have it. Let a cold or allergies plug my head and I quickly get annoyed at the loss of a sense I accept as normal. When I can't smell, I can't taste. I don't much care what I eat. I'm also one of those cooks who tastes to see if I've added just enough salt, or if the chili needs more powder. So, without my smell and taste, I am cooking blind. Such is the case today. This makes it all the easier to write about the good things I miss at the moment. When we lack in health for one thing or the other, we do everything we can to restore it. What else am I missing?
I noticed the green leaves are changing to red and yellow. While they offer the splendor of Autumn, they caution Winter is on its way. For some reason, I tend to savor the smell of apple pie baking in the oven a bit more right now. I long to wrap my tongue around the taste of hot apple cider, beef stew and warm bread. I look forward to sitting in front of a fireplace. I take a few more minutes to listen and watch sparks pop. Brisk temperatures and balmy days make me long for crackling fires and roasted marshmallows. The things I forget in busier days of Summer.
We each have things in life we take for granted. Far more than our senses. Some of us do not realize how much we assume will always be here for us. Our family, our friends, our freedom. Maybe it helps every now and then to have blocked sinuses to help me realize how much I want to smell. How much I enjoy the little things in life. A hug. A changing season. A longer day. A home filled with the laughter of grandchildren. There may be a good lesson in not having everything we count valuable. But right now, I've learned my lesson and want to breathe. Maybe chicken soup will do the trick. selahV today