Sometimes life seems so mundane.
Especially in the winter. When you have Cabin Fever.
My husband and I joke sometimes that everyday seems like Groundhog Day.
We get up and go through the motions.
Follow the same routine.
Trip over and pick up the same pile of toys.
Day, after day, after day.
It's easy to want more, to long for more.
Last night we stayed up and watched American Idol. If you saw it I'm sure you probably know where I am going with this...
The last contestant Chris Medina was a young man with a very heartbreaking story. If you didn't watch the show check out his story here.
The short of it is that he proposed to the love of his life and 2 months short of their wedding she was involved in a horrific accident that left her with a traumatic brain injury. I sobbed as I watched this young man talk about how he takes care of her now. How he still pledges to be there for her, to live life with her, even though it is far from the life he had envisioned for them.
My mind raced as I watched his story. I thought about how it would feel to be so blindsided by life. How life can sometimes sweep you into a direction you never could have imagined.
So before I went to bed I said a little prayer.
I thanked God for every scattered toy on the living room floor.
For every quiet night at home.
For the same old thing for dinner.
For PJ's and days that don't require make-up (or a bra)
Because life can change on a dime.
& it's important to be grateful... even for the mundane.