“All that you touch
You Change.
All that you Change
Changes you.”
– Octavia Butler
SUNDAY AFTERNOON IN THE BIG RED CHAIR
We snuggle into the big red chair, my three-year-old grandson and I, settling into the quiet joy of a lazy Sunday with nothing on my to-do list. His little arms rest beside mine as we munch on our afternoon snacks—veggie straws for him, animal crackers for me—while his current favorite show, Daniel Tiger’s Neighborhood, plays on the TV.

In this episode, Daniel is anxious about starting a new school. Through the screen, Daniel asks a question: “Do you go to school?”
My grandson nods, completely at ease. Yes, he does.
In the next scene Daniel plays with blocks and other toys in his new classroom until it’s time to clean up.
Daniel then asks another question: “Will you help me put the toys away?”
And without hesitation, my grandson gives an answer I won’t soon forget.
LOOKING BACK, LOOKING FORWARD
Lately, I’ve been tracing ripples—my One Word for the year—both those that led to me and those I hope to send forward.
As I look backward, I find ripples from my ancestors to me. I sift through old photos from my childhood, piecing together stories of the past. I turn the pages of my mother’s handwritten journal, hearing her voice in words she left behind. We clear out my late uncle’s house, discovering bits of his young adulthood we never knew.
And I look forward to ripples I want to create in my life to positively affect others. I’m working on my end-of-life plans to make things easier for my children when I die. I’ve been writing down my stories for a Storyworth book to leave for future generations. I’ve been organizing keepsakes for my Grand Box, tucking away treasures I want my grandkids to have in the future.
But has there also been a ripple unfolding right in front of me that I haven’t recognized as such? One that my grandson and Daniel Tiger are showing me?
THE RIPPLE OF NOW
It’s this moment.
Yes, it is good that I’m looking to past ripples and preparing future ripples, but a living ripple is here now. Just as my daughter and I used to watch Mr. Rogers together years ago as mother and daughter, so her child and I are now watching Daniel Tiger today as Granna and grandson.
After Daniel Tiger asks his TV audience for help, my grandson gives a quick, clear answer that I need to hear: “I’m at Granna’s house.”
(Duh, Daniel Tiger.)
That’s it. No excuses. Simple and to the point.
He can’t help there because he is here.
And here is where I am, too.
I recognize I won’t be here forever. Life continues to swirl around me and change every day, for each of us. No two hours are exactly alike.
But this day, this moment, is where the most important ripple is. And it is exactly where I want to be.

Do you need the reminder, too, of the saying, “Be where your feet are“? Share your thoughts in the comments.

