The Family

The “Gift” of an Ordinary Monday

kanniduba7 Comments

Truly, I’m trying to find it in me to be appreciative of this ordinary day, but it’s really hard when I woke up to this:

and this,

and this,

and this,

and this.

I don’t think there’s is a single clean surface in my house.

On the other hand, I suppose I could concentrate on being appreciative of the weekend that got me into this mess instead.  It was GLORIOUS, and not a stitch of housework got done.

The weather…perfection.

The installation of the new sandbox…pure joy (except for the sand on my floors and in my laundry.)

A Girl’s Night with my dear friend Anywho…more relaxation than I’ve had in a long time.

Zan home to share the weekend with us…total contentment.

And the kids getting along and happy…peace (and the daring hope that the summer vacation won’t be pure torture after all.)

So, I sacrifice a beautiful Monday slaving over my house, turning it back into the home I like, but in trade I got a weekend that I won’t soon forget.  Sounds like a fair trade to me.

“The Gift of an Ordinary Day”

kanniduba3 Comments

My Mother sent a video to me today, and the message is important so I am sharing it here.  It is a message I strive everyday to internalize.  I think my photography has helped me practice this lesson…I find myself capturing the small moments more and more, and the big moments less and less.  In fact, sometimes I  purposely leave my camera home when I go to big events because I want to experience them “live” rather than through the lens of my camera.  But I tend to  find exquisite beauty in the little moments…those are the moments I want to remember yet fear I may someday forget.  Moments like these….

Have a listen…”The Gift of an Ordinary Day” should resonate with all you parents out there.  (You’ll also see Katrina Kenison’s blog added over in the blogroll.)