I don’t know about you but some days don’t really give you a way to sum them up, no matter how hard you try to organize them in your head. As I was thinking about today and it being Wordless Wednesday all I could think of was how this has been a full day with no, neat ending. I am tired. I am frustrated and the day isn’t even over.
Today has been one of those days where everything just keeps moving. Phones ringing when I’m already in the middle of something else. People needing rides, people needing answers, everyone needing a moment of my time right now instead of later.
David and I were in and out all day handling errands and trying to stay ahead of whatever the next thing is. Charlie and Bradley getting closer to real work schedules that don’t leave much room for anything else. And me trying to hold a house, a plan, and a brain full of unfinished thoughts all at the same time.
I kept thinking this morning that I was going to get ahead today. That I was going to knock things out, stay on track, maybe even feel caught up for once. That didn’t happen. Instead I had to put my work on hold and help David and Charlie.
I’m grateful, thankful and blessed to have them both but sometimes I would like to live by myself so I can get the things I need done without the phone ringing or someone calling my name for the hundredth time. And honestly, most days don’t work out the way we picture them when we first wake up. Trust me today was one of those days.
Instead, the day just kept unfolding on its own. One thing after another. Nothing dramatic, nothing huge, just life happening in layers that never quite pause long enough for you to finish the last thing before the next one starts. A day where I don’t even think I took a breath all day without someone needing or wanting something.
So by the time evening gets here, there’s not much left to do except take a breath and acknowledge that the day happened the way it was going to happen, not the way I planned it in my head. But the way the Lord wanted it to. So this is my Wordless Wednesday. Not because there’s nothing to say, but because some days already said everything they needed to, just by being lived.
Thank you,
Glenda, Charlie and David Cates
