Love and Beauty

Beauty In Ordinary Days

I love ordinary days.

Days where you can relax and just be yourself.

Not that I’m not me on special days, but, you know what I mean.

Maybe you wouldn’t even call ordinary what I call ordinary, because people’s definitions may vary.

You may call an ordinary day, boring, whereas I may call it exciting.

Yes! An ordinary day is beautiful to me.

What’s so beautiful about an ordinary day?

Because, well, like I just got done saying, that’s the day I get to be me. I can do my chores in whatever way I choose to, the exact speed I want to, and when I want to.

I don’t have to rush for a deadline but I can pause in my busy but relaxed schedule to sit on the porch swing with my 2 youngest and hold kittens in our laps and talk about, well,  just anything.

I have time to take a walk and get fresh air for my weary, cobweb filled brain, or take a ride on the ranger and race down the dusty lane to the barn. 

I have time to figure out riddles that my 12 year old loves to throw at me, hoping I can’t figure out the answer!?:)

And, I even have time for a cozy, warm nap, snuggled under the covers with my ‘hunky punky’ chunk. (That’s what we called him from day 1 and he absolutely loves when I call him that.)

See? Ordinary days are days I recharge my survival tank again for, let’s call them, none ordinary days.

None ordinary days are my nightmare. I don’t seem to be able to get much if anything accomplished those days. They are full of  stress.

My husband is just the opposite.

He thrives on none ordinary days. He’d choose those days over the other, any day.

I guess God knew we’d need each other to keep us balanced. I’m trying to slow him down while he’s trying to speed me up!

But this isn’t about marriage. It’s about the benefits of enjoying ordinary days. Or even none ordinary days.

If we never had none ordinary days, we wouldn’t learn to enjoy ordinary days, and if you didn’t ever have ordinary days, you wouldn’t have anything to look forward to, right?

We can’t always choose whether our days will be ordinary or none ordinary, but the main thing is to accept with grace whatever kind of day it is.

I just know I love ordinary days. 

They seem to come so very rarely, tho’. Or far in between each other.

I used to think ordinary days were a little boring. Nothing exciting happened.

But now I look at life so differently.

After watching my husband and our riddle-loving son drop out of the sky in a paraplane, crash straight into the ground beside a murky pond,  right in front of my eyes, and not knowing if they were dead or alive, makes me appreciate ordinary days so much more.

Life is so precious, and so fragile.

Ordinary days are days when everyone arrives home safely in the evening after a long days work.

When life flows by smoothly,  like a peaceful river that flows along quietly and everything is in harmony with each other. 

None ordinary days are days you don’t know if they’ll still be alive when you see them again. 

I guess I’m glad God made both. Or maybe there’s no difference in the days, it’s just how we view them.

Whether it’s ordinary days that replenish you, or none ordinary days that thrill you, let’s be thankful for both.

Because there is beauty in every day. We may just have to look for it. 

Anyway, don’t tell anyone, but ordinary days are my favorite!:)