I can hear the whir of the dryer just under the sound of the kids playing soccer in the front yard. Dinner isn’t made. It’s five o’clock. And I can’t make myself worry about it. I’m having too much fun watching the kids laugh as they chase the ball—my girl with focused determination and my dude with antics and laughter.
The sun is breathing the first heat of spring and my skin soaks it up. Sometime within the last few days the daffodils have shot out of the ground and the buds have tipped, nearly bursting with their glorious yellow skirts. And the robins, frogs, ducks, heron, and other fair-weather friends have returned in full force creating a symphonic cacophony of summer sounds.
I can’t get enough.
In two months time it will all be so ordinary. And it’s a shame that the wonderful ordinary will go unnoticed.
I’ll be tempted leave behind the wonder when the everdayness wears the glory thin.Tweet This
So today, I challenge myself along with you to remember. Remember the blackness of the ant crawling across the sun warmed deck. The fluffiness of the first dandelion gone to seed. The smell of fresh air and dirt stained kids.
Savor today. Taste and see that it is good.Tweet This
Now it’s your turn. Share your favorite wonderful ordinary with the rest of us…