OK, I know. I'm late AGAIN!
And that's because, well, life this time of year is busy, full of the mundane but at increased volume.
As I was preparing to fall exhausted into bed last night, I was reflecting on how mundane it all is. Get up and dressed, wake the Alpha and Omega kids, get them out the door with Mr. Hat, chug coffee, greet Ms. Grump, goad Ms. Grump to get ready for school, drive her there, come home, pick up, chug more coffee and catch up with friends on Facebook and/or blogs, shower (if I'm lucky), work or run errands, eat, work some more, fetch Alpha and Omega again, drop them off at home, get back in the car five minutes later and go get Ms. Grump, come home, muse about dinner, stall about dinner, start dinner, split up squabbles, help with homework, get them all in bed... It's like I'm stuck on one giant hamster wheel, running and running, getting no further.
But you know what? My child isn't fighting cancer. My spouse isn't eking out his last days of life. We aren't unemployed, wondering how to pay for necessary groceries and heat. We aren't scrambling to find housing because we're being foreclosed on or our landlord has made other plans. We aren't laid up, trying to recover from surgery or wounds. I'm not fighting for my life in a divorce. I'm not single parenting. These are but a handful of terribly real struggles my own friends and acquaintances are enduring. There are millions more people living in war zones and land stricken with famine.
I'm thankful for mundane. It's a GOOD place to be.
So I'll just keep running and running...