Dates. Births, deaths, marriages. Did I get the order all wrong?
This big stuff stands in the way of insignificant, lifechanging miracles, that could never have happened and therefore were the most likely events from the start.
I met you, when I shouldn’t have. Couldn’t have. And yet… yet!
Just like that…
… because the weather was better than expected,
… because I’d gone stir-crazy in my flat,
… because you wanted to fly a kite, which didn’t make any sense.
We live and love, one small detail after another… a life in 100 words or less.
Britta Benson is a happiness & poetry blogging, circus skills instructing German, a writer, performer and linguist thriving in Scotland, her chosen habitat since the year 2000. She runs a creative writing group and writes a daily blog, Britta’s Blog – Letters from Scotland brittasblog422041504.wordpress.com as well as the poetry blog, Odds & Ends oddsends707138946.wordpress.com. She also stares out of her window a lot and drinks far too much tea.