Ordinary. Brushing teeth, taking a shower, making lunch. Everyday things.
I cherish ordinary moments. My life is made of moments – I realized that long ago – and I don’t wish to waste any of them. So to the best of my ability I pay attention to them. I pay attention now, not later, looking back wishing the moments had been different. I pay attention to the beauty in the ordinary things of life, pay attention to the joy of being, pay attention to my companions on this incredible once-in-a-lifetime journey.
I’m not a picture-taker, though. Pictures of ordinary aren’t really that much to look at. Living the ordinary, though? That’s an adventure. Talking about conflicting theologies while making Greek salad. Watching a child figure out how to tie shoelaces. Seeing how many birds can sit on the feeder. Listening to a loved one’s breathing at rest.
I, for one, would be lost without it.