A normal day in January.
The thing that I have noticed is that circumstances don't have to determine my mood, though they try. Nothing big happened, but I determined to enjoy it.
I was even out of coffee.
I didn't need to brag about my domestic skills.
I didn't need to debate any stance.
I didn't need to prove my competence.
I didn't need to make my kids smart to avoid judgment.
I didn't need to feed into perfection.
I got to watch them play.
I was able to dictate the stories they wrote.
I was pampered with undercooked omelets.
I witnessed childhood bliss.
I rejoiced at their knowledge of fractions.
I hugged. I took it all in. I saw the glory of the ordinary.