Mundane Days.

Do you ever get so involved with your daily routines that every so often a moment just smacks you in the face and knocks you back to reality? Today was one of those days. I feel like I have been so self-involved with the daily routines of my life. Work, kids, housework, waiting for the change of Spring... this MN winter has been so long and we are waiting... waiting... waiting. Waiting for what? A nice day so we can finally go outside. An upcoming vacation only for it to come and go. An exciting milestone for our kids to reach. The end of the work week so we can have fun. It seems like those little daydreams define life and make those mundane days seem worthwhile. But what about those little mundane days that pass us by like cars on a freeway?

Today, I attended my third grader's performance at school and it smacked me back into reality. He has been planning for it since January. He was so excited when he found out that he got to research Abraham Lincoln. Together, we proofread his report and ordered a hat and beard. This morning he told me he was nervous for his big day. I quickly comforted him, with so many other tasks to manage. Mornings are hectic at my household! When we got to his performance I watched him walk in and he was nervous. I knew he was nervous. He had to be nervous. He was about to stand up in front of a roomful of his classmates and parents wearing a silly hat and beard. He went up there. He said the words... then it hit me as I watched him. He looked so little up there and suddenly his life flashed before my eyes. How did my baby become big enough to stand up there talking into a microphone and pronouncing those big words? You have no idea how hard it was for me to fight back bawling my eyes out. I could not have felt more proud of him at that moment, yet devastated that I have let time pass by so quickly and I couldn't help feeling like I have taken these past 8 years for granted.

There will be many of these grade school milestones and reminders of how far they have come. I don't want the major events being my only reminder to stop and smell the roses. I hate that I have become so busy with these mundane days that I have forgotten just how important they are. Each and every one of them is a milestone. Life can easily get the best of you and there are definitely some hard times. I have to remember that even the hardest day is another day that we are blessed with just to be here LIVING it.

So don't let those little mundane days fool you. They can turn out to be amazing.