The Gift In Ordinary Moments

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The other day, I shared that a friend’s Mama recently passed.  Although we hadn’t known each other for more than a few years, what we packed into those few years was a lifetime of friendship.  You know, when you bond instantly and there’s no rhyme or reason to it.  It just happens effortlessly?

I can’t seem to stop the tears when I think about the good times we had and I just realized why…Because I am grateful for the ordinary moments we shared that ended up being extraordinary.  Let me repeat that…

Ordinary moments we shared, ended up being extraordinary

There’s a preciousness to ordinary life that we forget in our haste to be special.  There’s a gift in being present without fanfare, the gift of just sitting around talking or sharing a meal that when we look back, it wasn’t special, it wasn’t a hoopla holiday.  It was the ordinary mealtime, but because we were all together, it was special.

Am I making sense?

It’s the simple things, the ordinary meals that are like home to us.  The caring, the camaraderie, the joy in just being together in the routine setting makes for a precious memory.  We don’t need the hoopla all the time.  Yes, hoopla holidays are special.  I have no doubts about that!  But the preciousness of being outweighs them in my book.

Perhaps I’m feeling melancholy today, noticing the simple pleasures that surround us in everyday life that we sometimes overlook.  Being in that moment of presence is just so important.  Don’t you think?

Shine On!

xo

 

 

4 thoughts on “The Gift In Ordinary Moments

  1. Yes! Completely agree. When you reflect on “moments” they are just that – little snippets of time…often just what seems ordinary. When there will be no more ordinary moments made with someone, the ordinary ones you had are truly extraordinary and you want to freeze them in time. There are moments like you are describing, a simple meal, that I would love to have again with those who have passed on beyond my view.

  2. I think those moments are when they are truly standing in their truth, just being who they are. They ‘touch’ us because it is when they are most open and we connect (in the love of a friendship), on such a beautiful level. That is why her passing affects you so deeply…you connected with that love ❤

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