I was on the phone with one of my best friends yesterday. We have known each other since high school, so as you can imagine, we have been through A LOT together. She is one of those people that seems to always have something going on in her life. Sometimes they are good things and sometimes they are bad things, but there is always something. We live 2000 miles apart now and so there are times when we won't be able to talk for a few weeks. Typically, if we go without speaking for a few weeks, she will have lots to fill me in on. Things with her family, her dog, a crisis here and there.....just the stuff that life is made of. However, when it comes to my turn to fill her in.......I'm blank. Our conversation goes a little like this:
K-"So how are things with you? Anything new and exciting?"
me-"No. Just the same old things. No news is good news."
I try to rack my brain to see if there something that I could share with her that she would find even the least bit interesting, but............nothing. I have been at the same job for 6 years. I have been at the same church for about 6 years. I haven't moved (lately:), the kids are doing well, my folks are doing well, yep....nothing. Oh, I guess there are the usual 'drama' episodes with my teenage girls, but she doesn't have children yet and I really don't want to scare her into NEVER having children!
After we got off the phone, it began to bother me a little that I couldn't seem to share anything with her. My life has become very routine. Well, as routine as it can be for having a house full of teenagers. That began to bother me, too.
Today I realized something. My life is routine, but I am OK with that. As a matter of fact....I LOVE it! Granted, it doesn't leave me a lot to share with my friends, but when it comes to 'sharing', I have always been a better listener anyway.
Our days are not filled with excitement. God doesn't have us moving anywhere (physically, that is:). We aren't financially able to travel, so we spend a lot of time at home and a lot of time with each other. There are daily things that happen that bring me great joy; like seeing my youngest daughter sitting in our sunroom reading her 'Nature Reader' as she desperately tries to find out which kind of wasp is dwelling outside of our home or watching my 3 daughters jumping into leaf piles and giggling. Talking to my son on the phone and hearing his voice change from a little boy into a young man.
Those moments are not anything I could put into words. Those moments are the days of our lives and I wouldn't change them or trade them for anything.