Bless this normal day of waking before the sun and preparing lunch for my son as a mid day reminder that he is loved and supported no matter what the morning held for him.
Bless this normal day of making tea and connecting with my daughter before we both dive into our respective journals; me wildly writing, her wildly drawing, both of us in companion able silence.
Bless this normal day of creating slide presentations for online classes, responding to email inquiries, and wonder what's next for me.
Bless this normal day of text conversations, writing a blog post and a newsletter and remembering to pause for a lunch break.
Bless this normal day of school pick ups and 'how was your day? and what's for dinner?
Bless this normal day of watching the sun set come earlier and the waning moon appearing in the night sky as we settle into the evening rhythm of preparing for what we how we be another normal day
And if tomorrow should prove to be not so normal. If tomorrow should bring an uprooted tree crashing onto the back porch or a car accident or the death of a family member or any other intrusion that would make me wail to the Goddess for another normal day, may I remember to look for those bits of normal in that extra ordinary day.