I read this today: What if Having an Extraordinary Life Isn’t the Point? (via Maggie’s Farm, a source of endless great articles for me!). Go read it. I’ll wait.
So here’s the deal: I enjoy writing, like to write a blog, and I’m glad I’m doing it again. But we are just ordinary. So ordinary. And I always felt like I needed to say something earth-shaking, make an IMPACT for goodness’ sake. Or I was just wasting my time.
But frankly, I don’t have time to shake the earth while I am raising my four sweet kids, keeping up with my husband and farm and the endless laundry. I don’t think that I’m called to do something more earth-shaking, more extraordinary, than just these few things right now.
My ego wishes it weren’t so. I love talking in front of people. But I don’t really have anything extraordinary to say. Wouldn’t it be cool to have some awesome insight, a great message to take to people? But that’s not who I am. I’m ordinary.
I’ve committed to writing every day in October as part of the 31 day Challenge. I didn’t really have a topic; instead, I just wanted to find my voice, see what my sweet spot of writing might be. I think I’ve found it.
I’d like to just share our ordinary life. I think that for me, the writing will be good, a way to notice and record. And for my friends and far-flung family, it is a fun way to keep up. And for other readers who choose to join me, maybe it will be just another peek into one way ordinary life can look. I’d love for you to join me.