Life & Love & Lessons Learned

A Year of Mundane & Magic

I’ve been reading a lot of New Year’s resolutions on Facebook, a lot of recaps of 2019 from my friends, family and virtual strangers. I’ve read about marriages, proposals, babies and new ventures that occurred in 2019 and the big question, with a child-like excitement, “What will 2020 bring?”

But what if none of that applies? What if you already had your marriage proposal, your kids, your big venture…what if you’re kinda just going through each day without anything crazy, big or wonderful happening? What then?

That was my 2019. The year of mundane. The year of routine. Already established in my business, celebrating 7 years in 2019, already married for 17 years, already birthed children and celebrated their 1st birthdays, communions and new schools. There was nothing crazy-exciting happening in 2019.

And while it may sound disappointing, I can assure you I’m right where I want to be. In the thick of it. In the middle of this beautiful, mundane and yes, sometimes boring life.

I think about my kids, and all they are going to experience. My oldest is just about to start driving. My middle is about to enter high school, and my little…well, she’s always up to something. They have all their firsts left – first love, first job…their lives are about to get crazy exciting!

I look back on all my firsts – and all I’ve done over the past 51 years – and I’m so grateful. I am exactly where I want to be. I’m a married gal, living in the suburbs with a pretty great guy, three pretty great kids, a super cute dog, and 5 overfed chickens. We’ve already reached those milestones of first house, first baby, baptisms, communions, kindergarten and middle school…

I look at where I am right now. In this moment. Where we are. My husband and I.  We are solid. We face challenges together. We grocery shop and do laundry together. We fall asleep on the couch watching the news. We make lunches and prepare backpacks. We occasionally sneak out for a quick dinner.

We don’t go skiing or on extravagant trips. Like, ever. Well, unless it’s with the kids. We don’t lead very exciting lives. Yes, its routine. Yes, some could consider it boring. But at the end of the day, I’m with my best friend, running through this life together, hand in hand.

There are those glances from across the room on Christmas Eve, assuring me that the night has been a success. There are the late night talks about our kids and what we hope for their future. There’s the little love note left on the kitchen table, when he’s run off to the gym and let me sleep. The coffee mug that he leaves out for me, knowing it’s my favorite.

I don’t know what 2020 will bring. But I hope it brings more of the same. Because in the mundane, there is magic.

 

 

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