Just another day

Life is busy. Some days I wake up and feel so tired. It's then I wonder if I've even slept at all. Isn't that lovely thing we call sleep supposed to re-energize us? I laugh when I think of sleep because my once well-known friend seems to have disappeared. I woke up this morning feeling exhausted as I usually do on Thursdays. Three days of classes have passed, and I begin my homework which seems to never end, and I think to myself "here I am. It's just another crazy day." But something hit me when I thought that. I annoyed myself. I was whining and here I am given the blessing of the joy I've been given: being able to go to school full time while my husband works, and the joy I've been given to be able to stay at home for the past few years watching my babies turn into these beautiful creatures. This week I suppose something emotional hit me: my middle daughter, Alexis, turned 9. She is growing up. Then my oldest daughter, Brooke called me last night as I was rushing out of school heading home and something else hit me: my sweet daugther's voice will change. It might sound strange, but I couldn't help but choke up to realize they are forever growing and changing and one day I will blink and my babies will not be babies, but they will be teenagers, and then grown-ups which is even crazier considering I don't even feel grown up yet. I realized in that moment that it's little things that make this "just another day" exactly the opposite of that...it's not just another day...it's a beautiful day to watch my young butterflies spread thier wings and grow into this world with all that they have. It's a day to thank God for giving me another day and blessing me with such beauty in my life. I say a prayer as I type that I can hold onto this feeling that knowing each day gives us beauty, and though days bring new changes and challenges, I welcome those days with open arms because I know life is short...too short to stop believing in fairies and pixie dust and dreams. I have many dreams I want to fulfill in this beautiful life, and most of those dreams have everything to do with my family and friends and realizing day by day how blessed I am to watch the amazement through my five year old's eyes as she learns ballet and how to spell; and how blessed I am to watch my nine year old learn to play softball and make me laugh everyday as she does; and to watch my beautiful eleven year old grow somewhere between a child and adult though her voice is still like a doll's to me and music to my ears. I could go on and on and my only goal in this blog is for you readers out there in this writing space take this away: today is not just another day...it's a new day and a new chance to hug those you love and go after your dreams.