Ices and Vices

Today, I fell on a patch of ice on my way to my car.

I went all the way down. It was jarring. I lost my granola bar in the process.

I stepped off the crib, carefully navigating the big chunks of snow and ice, or so I thought. It was the thin and smooth ice that looked like bare concrete that brought me down. At first, I couldn’t even see the ice when I got up to look at the ground.

It reminded me that sometimes, we pay so much attention to the big vices that can derail us that we often overlook the small temptations that can send us to the ground.

Be mindful of the little things if you want to stay upright this new year.