Moments that mattered in 2013

I’ve thought about this a lot.

The word itself ‘mattered‘

So I scrolled through the definition in an online dictionary and I found this:

mat·tered, mat·ter·ing, mat·ters~

To be of importance: “Love is most nearly itself/When here and now cease to matter” (T.S. Eliot).

And I took a moment to read the poem it’s from (The Dry Salvages.)

The poem discusses the nature of time and what humanity’s place is within time.

Pretty deep for me I know, to be analysing poetry, but it really made me think.

About life.

About what matters.

What mattered in 2013?

Everything. Every single thing mattered.

The passing of my sister-in-law.

The passing of my grandmother.

The births of several of my friends’ babies.

The daily physiotherapy that Boo does which in turn has stopped dislocations happening weekly.

My parents renewing their vows in Cuba.

The starting of pre-school for Boo.

Seizures. Tests. Hospital stays for Oz.

A book deal.

A half marathon for a little boy who holds a special place in my heart.

Two little children giggling under a duvet, hiding from me pretending to be a monster.

My husband telling me how much he loves me, by glueing a beautiful tile with beautiful words on our kitchen wall for me to find one morning.

A sad and brave moment shared with my mum that I can’t bring myself to write about.

Weekly visits to my nan where she shares stories from the past over and over again, and yet each time I hear them I pretend it’s the first time.

A cat that despite being 14 and very poorly, still fights, still plays, still is determined to be with us everyday.

A dog who’s daily walk makes me take in nature. Breath in the air. Feel brighter when low.

Life.

Death.

2013.

It all mattered.

This is my entry into Emma’s lovely competition about what mattered in 2013. (Thanks Emma for making me stop and look back.)