Extra Ordinary

In our lives, each week shows up oftentimes quite seemingly similar to the week before, ordinary. Sometimes, it shows up very differently. In those moments of different, we become more awake, more aware. Abundance and blessings can flood time inside a week. Sadly however, the inside of a week can be also times of heartbreak and loss. We take for granted the constant of the ordinary. We can overlook the things that show up every week over and over. Tomorrow evening, my youngest child is graduating from the high school her sister and brother attended all four of their high school years, graduating last year and a few years before respectively. The high school of which I've spent hours and hours cheering on my children and their friends at numerous sports games, musicals, choir concerts, assemblies and have even brought and shared coffee with faculty who've become good friends. The ordinary. Today, I am faced with the reality of having to close the door on these K-12 years and find my way into a new normal. My mind can't help reeling over and over the idea of empty nesting. My heart rate starts to speed up, my breath becomes short and shallow and tears flood my eyes. We have this sort of week and we long for the constant of the ordinary because the ordinary isn't so ordinary. Because every single regular thing, every breath we breathe is a gift and nothing of ordinary. Our moments become quite acutely extra ordinary.