Our family has been in such an intense transition phase for the last two months that it is with some measure or relief that I can look into this coming week and see what looks like a pretty normal week.
Yeah, right.
It might lack things like buying and moving into a new house, new baby nieces, a new work routine, ordination ceremony or those first awkward sermons, but I bet its really all that normal. “Normal” is a mythical creature on par with unicorns and leprechauns, and you can miss out on a lot of living by chasing it.
Things like loving your family, doing work that you love, deepening your friendships or encountering real life human beings, in all of their oddities, isn’t normal, it’s the extraordinary gift of life.
“Normal” is overrated. In fact, the more I think about it, I’ll be quite disappointed if my week turns out to be normal.
I hope you have a crazy week, too.
(Note: This week’s posts will likely be short and have a few typos. We won’t have home internet until Later this week, so I’m writing on my phone!)
Love that photo. I lost the print out we had of the new house. Can you shoot me
the address please.
Have a fun week, normal is a temporary place and time.
Stingy
Hey, right, agree with “normal”, we’re about as normal as we’re gonna get, love you and hope to see you probably Monday?? I catch myself buying everything in twos lately, Jeremi is starting to lose count on neices (another brother has a set of twins, plus one), keep ‘em coming