I recall thinking to myself during very hectic seasons of my life that I couldn’t wait till life returned to normal. Eventually I always came to realize that that pace was my new normal.
I’m thinking that in the same way that tomorrow never comes, normal doesn’t quite exist either. At least, not the way we construct it in our minds. Or perhaps not the way we would hope it would be constructed.
And I’m thinking that normal is simply, today. Whatever today holds is my normal. And however I choose to respond to the people and events I encounter in my day, will determine whether normal for me is pleasant or not.
I think I’ll stop expecting normal to be around the corner and start enjoying it –today.
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Both entries awesome. I finally read them! Thank you for everything. Love you, your little sister Jo
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