Sunday, November 09, 2014
An Ordinary Day, Or Is It ?
For me, ordinary days are not always so ordinary. To be honest I am not even sure I know what an ordinary day would look like. There are just too many variables in my life to have much of a routine. But there is a theme through each day, and perhaps that is where I can claim some connection to the word "ordinary" Well, after I wrote that, I shook my head and thought aloud, "no, it seems to me that each and every day is honestly "extraordinary".
Just waking up, makes each day so much more than ordinary. Seeing the blue sky with clouds that look like wool stuck to a fence makes the day special. Hearing my grandson tell me, "Grammie, you have a good "program" going here, you can watch birds right from the porch" or seeing jars of bright red candy jelly, sparkle in the sunlight as I remove them from their hot bath. Its just the simple things, things that money doesn't buy that make each day extraordinary. Rocking a little one to sleep. Holding hands with the one you love. Hearing a bird sing. To sit in silence, with time to talk to God. So many things we often take for granted are the very things that make our day, something more than ordinary.
It is a silent sort of morning, sitting next to the wood stove in my rocker, watching the birds outside my windo...