Minor Details Minor Details. The little things in life that are often left unnoticed.

The middle toe on my daughters foot thats bigger than her big toe, the way my sons fine blond hair forms a triangle at the nape of his neck, and a birthmark, no larger than a grain of barley, on the inside of my husbands ear. Those tiny little oddities, undetectable unless deliberately searched for, that individualize every person, situation, and object. ve been noticing the minor details a lot more often these days. !ll of those imperceptible building blocks that make up each part of my life with endo. The way blink twice as often as usual nowadays since am ine"plicably and unbearably e"hausted. The e"act way can curl my body while lying on the couch so that the pain that courses through it becomes a tiny drop less agonizing. The way the crack on the ceiling that stare at for hours when am bedridden looks just like a bunny. !nd the way my daughters smile falters, just slightly, when tell her for the umpteenth time, that dont feel well enough to play with her. #ou see, when the world passes you by, second by second, minute by minute, as you lay glued to your couch or bed in a fetal position, you begin to notice the little details in your life that have changed without your involvement. #ou suddenly become aware that the tree that stood bare and severe yesterday has grown a tiny, fragile bud, and it occurs to you that you completely missed a winter of delicate snowflakes and frosted windows while you screamed hysterically in pain. #ou notice that your son is tying his own shoe and a stab in your heart reminds you that someone else taught him to do it while you slept the day away. #ou observe the tiny orange$brown freckles on your daughters nose, and realize that it is summer, and your daughter graduated preschool while you lay in a hospital room receiving % narcotics. Minor details can be used to create depth and dimension to make life a little more beautiful, giving a sense of individuality and uni&ueness to every person. 'ut for me, it is through the little details that comprehend the harsh and painful truth about my life with endometriosis( as the world changes and morphs consistently and predictably, as my family grows, develops and improves with each passing minute, remain stagnant and unchanged, fighting for the day in which will notice each miniscule detail of my life and feel proud that was involved in creating them.