both
it's not just the simple things
the gasps between breathless laughter
or the anticipation before fireworks
not even the crickets that chirp on that perfect summer night
yet
it's not just the big events
the polaroids swamped with joyful tear streaked faces
or the vast array of glittering graduation caps
not even the births, the welcome homes, the biggest of surprises
it's both
the belly laugh and the quiet snorting chuckle
the moments captured on camera and the ones that never seem to quite make it
the first time reaction of a child to fireworks and the wonder that never leaves the eyes of those who have attended every show
the tears in the eyes of parents becoming empty nesters and the joy in the eyes of graduates
the silence between the shouts of laughter at the lake and the time between dawn and dusk
the I never saw it coming moments and the I'll pretend I didn't know moments
it's the continual lapse of time that drives life
it's everything, it's life itself
it's so much of the little and so much of the big
it's both