It seems this has been a hot topic lately...lots of talk and reading about ordinary days. The ones that aren't part of a vacation, or big family gathering, or a special trip. Ordinary days that are not birthdays, or holidays, or days that anything worth mentioning happens. A day that doesn't warrant the camera...unless you are of course me.
It is these days that make up the majority of our lives. Cuddles on the couch, squabbles while brushing teeth, and wrestling matches. Mispronounced words, dirty diapers, and lopsided pigtails. Im told these are the days Ill long for most when my children are grown.
Im trying to be conscious of it. A little harder after stuck inside for 3 straight days with sick kids, but still, I try.
This is my life. A life I chose with an open heart and so many great expectations.
My ordinary days are exceeding those expectations and filling my heart.
"Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so. One day, I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in the pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return."
quote found here