Today was supposed to be an amazing day.
A glorious Friday. My girls off school. Only three things on the calendar. A day where everything falls into place. Where things I want to get done, actually get done. It was to be easy and satisfying and fun.
Instead, the day has been full of complexity. A simple oil change turned into new brakes and new tires and new side door motors. A quick blog post turned into the internet going down and Cox telling me for the 100th time it’s not their issue. An idea to help my daughter study piano turned into a mess of purple glue stick, piles of terms that had to be matched, and way too much drama.
Today was a day that was slipping through my fingers. I could feel it. I could see it. I couldn’t hang on to it. It was just drifting away and I watched it unravel slowly, piece, by piece, by piece. My brain was cycling, spinning, lost. The force with which I was being sucked into the vortex of an unfulfilled day was uncontrollable and it was swallowing me whole.
And then I began to see it. To truly see it. I brought myself back to the moment. Back to the space where I am the one that decides if this day has slipped through my fingers. That decides if this day has gone exactly as it was intended to go. I could begin to see, piece by piece, the beauty in my day. My mother-in-law picking me up at the car dealer. My husband keeping his cool with Cox. My daughter practicing so she aces her Arizona Study Program.
It was all there, the whole day. I had simply been so focused on what was sucking me into the vortex that I couldn’t see what was keeping me out of it. My day was happening exactly how it was intended to always be. It was in my choosing what to see that I couldn’t really see what I needed to see.
Today was supposed to be an amazing day. And it was. And it will be.
It’s not the day I planned for. It’s ok and I’m ok. And NOTHING slipped through my fingers. In fact, I caught EVERY.SINGLE.THING that really matters.
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