What makes the world go round

I love it when couples randomly stop in the street for a hug or a kiss. And then just carry on walking. Like whatever they were talking about, whatever one had said to other meant that they just couldn't wait - a kiss needed to be had. A little look, stop and remembrance of their love had to be shared.

Almost as beautiful as seeing a couple in their 50s or 60s holding hands. I love noticing these people, because if you think about it, it's rare. I love that my parents still hold hands. I never want to stop holding hands with Conrad. I think it's an important part of love. And to see people who have been together for years still sharing in such a small, intimate, sweet, loving, caring, trivial (some might think) everyday thing - it means they still like to feel the other's fingers intertwined around each other. They still like to be sharing everything: walking. Something so normal and everyday, but because they are holding hands they're doing it together.

Daddies talking to their children. Mothers talking to their children. Walking and learning things together, answering silly questions with love and patience. Stopping to talk about what kind of tree that is. The kind of joy that a little person shows in seeing the small things. The adventure that lives around every corner, the excitement that makes them want to run everywhere and get there quicker so they can experience it now!

Men in expensive suits who can't help but pet your dog. They're mid conversation about some stock exchange or some deal they're close to making, and they don't even notice their hand reach out and pet your dog mid-walk. Taking them back to their dog Patch they had when they were 10, remembering life, and God in the small things.

Those moments when you look around and feel a small shiver of excitement for no reason. Maybe the air is a little warmer and you can take a deep breathe and smell spring. Maybe you catch the aroma of a tree that grows in hot climates and it takes you back to a time when you weren't stressed, when you weren't swallowed by everyday tasks. Maybe you look in the sky and the trail of airplanes is fluffier than normal and you take a second to imagine the people up there, on an adventure to somewhere or on their way home.

Feeling suddenly small in the infinite world.

Knowing that your life changes somebody else's. That people really do care for you, realising it rather than knowing it.

Remembering for a moment that you are different than everyone else and that individuality is key to your own happiness and success.

Realising that love is in the small things. Life is in the small things. You are you, every year will be different, every phase of life will change you. What you know will change, what you think you know for sure will definitely change. You will change. Adventure changes for you. Love changes for you. Just remember to love the small things.