A couple of things have happened in the last 2 weeks. Given me food for thought.
A new friendship. Renewal of old ones. Hearing about old insecurities and office politics. A work decision, marking the end of one season and beginning of the next. Passing of a friend’s mother. An 89th birthday. Another friend’s mother in critical care. Adorable newborns. Toddlers growing up too quickly. Multiple paths brought to cross for a time. A community meeting at the start of a journey. A reunion, however short. Parting. Situations where every extra day lived is a gift. Situations where every extra day that comes is a burden.
It is an ordinary day. Blessed ordinary. Extraordinarily graced. In the end, perhaps it is the ordinary days that will make for the most extraordinary memories.