She asked to come over, she asked to draw and color as always, and while I’m giving her paper she looks to her left and behind her saying “I like your library.” What in the world was that? It was amazing. I simply said “Thank you.” That was all.

Her mother, my sister, just told me while she’s not reading fluently yet, she is five and developing a bit differently, she memorizes everything very easily. So, my sister reads her a book, and she reads it back to her having memorized it. Memory is a higher-cognitive process than reading. I say that because while we have portions of the brain that help that develop th memory has many, many more parts that need to coincide to make her photographic memory happen. And so.

I was beating down on myself for more than a few things before telling my sister she wants a library, and this changed my perspective. You know, I see these things happening, and the world blooming, although I do wonder if it’s destroying itself further. You know, I feel as if people are the ones destroying themselves and the world will survive. That’s another topic, on another subject, that I haven’t thought about much so why even contemplate it. But I was being hard on me, and it’s quite true that no one will ever hurt me, beat me down, abuse me, more than I can and do. I will continue unless I remind myself it is not meant to be that way.

In the end I sit here in peace with my Shih Tzu. I love the life I have because of her and others in my life. You know what feels best? You know why I do it? Because loving some people brings such light into my life that I care not why wee they will ever give me a moment of their time. It doesn’t matter. The love. That is what matters most. And with that, I leave this bit about an amazing five year old and why she was furious I had the audacity to buy pizza and not think of the fact that she only eats cheese.