Ordinary Days

Think about it.

Stop and think for a second about the day your life changed.

Maybe you got a new job. Or lost an old one. The day you started college, or the day you graduated. The day your first child was born. Or the day your last child left home for the first time.

Maybe you met the person you would spend the rest of your life with. Or you signed papers that said you didn't want to spend your life with that person anymore. Maybe it was a day spent at a cemetary...

Or maybe it was the most ordinary of days.

If you pause for a minute, and you choose to retreat into your mind... you will remember a day.

An ordinary day. You hit the snooze button, not wanting to get out of bed. You took a shower, maybe. Dressed accordingly for the weather. Got in the car, turned on the ignition. Headed wherever it is your normally go.

And then there would be that day. The day that changed things forever.

A day it rained a little harder than normal. A day the roads were unusually slick.

A bright September morning, a doctor's appointment.

A cold day in March, the first day of spring.

The first day of June.

A warm Sunday at the end of September.

A Tuesday night or a Thursday morning at the end of March.

We expect holidays, an anniversary, a special occasion, or a birthday to be significant milestones in our life.

But what happens when an ordinary day turns into a day you will never forget?

When you get in the car one Saturday in May, covered in paint, and lose control on a wet country road.

When the bright September morning was suddenly filled with xrays and talk of surgery, and ashes filled the sky in New York.

A cold night in March when something died, and even though it was the first day of spring, it began to snow.

A warm night in June when a family sat down and altered the course of all their lives.

A sunny Sunday afternoon, eating lunch with a group of people that would become a family. Meeting the one who would become my favorite. My love.

A Tuesday night, opening the mail. Plans shattered, new options explored.

A Thursday morning. Angels began to dance.

Even the ordinary days are extraordinary.

Remember that as you roll out of bed on this day.