“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.” ― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables
Today I am reminded to take joy from the ordinary days. I have always said that I blog for myself. I mean, yes, I love that others read my words. But after seven plus years of blogging in this space, the greatest joy I have is going back and reading about the ordinary moments that I would have definitely otherwise forgotten.
Whether written in short bursts or painstaking detail, those old posts transport me back to another time. In an instant, I remember the immense joy I felt when I became a mother. Or the incredible darkness I felt after Vivian and Annemarie died – when I thought I might never emerge from that well of deep grief.
I laugh at the silly things that used to get me so worked up – and now I can barely remember them. Memory is funny like that.
No matter what, I write for the joy it brings to my heart. Writing makes me a better parent, a better wife, a better person. I may never run a marathon…or let’s be real, even a 10K! Ha! I may never make a chocolate souffle that doesn’t collapse like a volcano. I may never even learn how to work that sewing machine in the closet.
But here, in this space, I share my heart…and, I dare say, it makes me a better person. Writing has allowed me to examine the exquisite beauty of ordinary moments.
For in these ordinary moments, I find such beauty it breaks my heart open and fills it with goodness. I know that perhaps only I will ever read with wonder all the gorgeous moments of such an ordinary life.
But if nothing else, at the end of an long day – when I find I might just fall into a heap from the exhaustion of it all – when I stop to pause and write down the things that made today great (the little things) – it always sets my heart right again.
Today, let’s focus on the little things that bring joy to our hearts. Small moments have great impact, and and I don’t want to overlook them for even one day ever again.
This post from way back when makes my heart feel light. Can you believe Paprika and Ginger were ever this little?
What small moments are you celebrating today? Tell me in the comments.
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