Grace

There is a lull in our conversation, and he asks me "what are you thinking?"

 

"I’m thinking about how different life can be from one moment to the next even when it all seems so similar."

 

As the words fall from my lips, I don't know if they make any sense. 

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There will be days when your home is clean enough for company to come over unannounced, where you bake cinnamon rolls for breakfast before they wake up, and send them to school with perfectly packed lunches and looking like you have all the money in the world (with carefully styled hand me downs and hair done up in beautiful braids and ponytails). Days when you have dinner ready to go in the oven when they get home, and you read together before tucking them into bed and kissing them goodnight. But those days will be the exception, not the rule.

Most days will be chaotic and stressful. You’ll snooze the alarm one too many times and barely convince your teenager to roll out of bed just in time to get her to school before the bell rings (wearing too short of pants, an oversized hoodie, and a beanie to cover her disheveled hair that needed to be washed again). Where you won’t have the time or the ingredients to pack your son lunch, so you’ll swing by the grocery store and send him with a Lunchable so processed that it barely passes for food. You’ll spend the day at work or school and be so exhausted when you all get home that you’ll order pizza for dinner, finally convince them both to shower so late in the evening that you barely have the energy to tuck them in and kiss them goodnight, leaving the bookmark in your book at the same page it’s been for what seems like an eternity.

But when they look back on both days, I promise what they’ll remember the most is love.

Sometimes love is piled up like the dishes in the sink - chaotic and disorganized. Other times love is well ordered like a recipe for cinnamon rolls and a home cooked meal.

 

Either way, it's always there.

 

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How different life can be - 

changing everyday 

even when it seems 

so very much the same.

These are the thoughts of a sometimes Sunday Momma. 

 

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