Just another week...

I have to chuckle. A friend asked me how my week had been on Sunday, and I said "Normal." Then I had some time to think about it. What is normal in our house?

Last week we had two Dutch guests staying for a couple of nights. Luke developed a ringworm on his face. There were netball matches and the resulting pick-me-up of somewhat nasty team mates who completely ignored my Jess in the congratulations. Then we had the usual early morning dashes out the door and cries of Mom-Mom-Mo-om. A couple of deadlines to meet in the midst. Lots of loads of washing. Shouts of "there's a drought at the moment - move it" whenever a small boy showered. Oh, and Jess's best friend left the school so that was another item on the late night talk it through list to navigate. I think I'm missing a few things. It seems a bit blurred. Dad's birthday, Rachi's birthday, Craig's birthday, Megan's birthday and quite a few other BDs. One goodbye - my cousin's ex-fiance died in a car crash on Sat night. So very sad for his family and for my cousin.

This week? I have a cat on my lap this morning as I type. It's Wednesday and we have fitted in a ballet lesson, cross country, netball, tennis and hockey practice, a trip to the periodontist for implants for Adam (stage 1), coffee with a special friend (highlight!), major document deadline, washing and more washing, website optimisation, a frantic client, several more docs, a finance recon, hitting PnP for milk and bread twice in 3 days. Um. Think I am missing something? Ah, let me not forget my flu.

Ops normal. Full week. Privileged. Realised afresh how very very privileged I am to live in a nice house in a safe area where I don't have to stress about no hot water, no toilets, being cold. Desperately wish that that wasn't the case for so many people I have met through work and that I serve through my NPOs.

A week in Africa. Very different depending who you are. I really cherish the moments. And my special people. If you're reading this, you are one of them!

Hasta la vista blogspot. The day awaits!

Tank full

It's been a good week. Lots happening. School stuff, home stuff, work stuff. Stuff. Pool stuff. Life stuff. Feeling bone weary stuff. Church stuff. Friend stuff. Family stuff. Like I said, a good week.

Full, alive, real, messy. And that is life. Moments when you get to snuggle against the person you share life with. Moments when you have to be brave and persevere in things despite the 4.30am wake ups due to kids or stressing about the choices you made the day before. And then the celebrations of tasks finished, of new seasons starting, old seasons ending. Some not really celebrations as they whizz past before you can stop.

My watch tells me to breathe every hour or so. I am trying to stop. Breathe. Whisper "hello God". See what is around me. Right now I am thankful for the week that has been. For fierce small hugs, "just one more question" and shared smiles. Glimpses of glory in everyday things and people. Breathe. Glimpse. Breathe.

Thankful.