Yesterday and today were couch days, pretty typical after treatment......the energy just goes somewhere else, it eventually comes back, it takes a few days.....for life to get back to ordinary.
I use to avoid that word ordinary......it was the last word that I wanted to associate with. But these past few years, ordinary has become magical. Ordinary days are the days that keep life as it should be. I mentioned to a friend today that I think we all crave ordinary.
As our world seems so focused on big, better, fast and faster.....we see and hear about the
"glamorous" life that we are missing out on.....so we push, and worry and fret......and think that the unimportant, the ordinary is not worth out attention.
But the ordinary is the glue, ordinary is substance.....those days make us appreciate the extraordinary ones. The ordinary days form who we are, what we become.....they define us.
Those are the days we fight our battles, love those around us, and work our daily jobs.
The ordinary prepares us for those moments that are fleeting, the moments that carry us to the moon or to the pits of despair.
These days, I celebrate ordinary........they are important days.