When you think of lunch, what do you think of? Soup and salad, BLT, hamburger, and fries? For me, when I think of lunch I think of a variety of foods and a break from my daily routine. However, on Sunday evenings, when I think of lunch, I am reminded that it is the start of another work week. Tomorrow is a holiday for many Chicagoans. We celebrate Casimir Pulaski Day and therefore have a break from our normal routines. Tonight, I won’t have to prepare a lunch to take to work tomorrow and for some reason, that break in my normal routine brings me a simple joy that overflows from my Sunday into Monday. Perhaps it is the mundane things in life that hold us captive. Captive to our routines or cemented in our reality, I am not sure I know the difference. Isn’t it funny how when you vacate the normal things you do in life, even the simple ones like making lunch, it suddenly feels like a vacation?
I made it. I crossed the finish line. I had hoped I would but always left myself the “out” if I needed. Early in the Slice of Life daily blog challenge one of my sons asked what I planned to do after the challenge was over. Would I continue to blog? Ever since he asked that question, I have been asking myself the same. While I was writing my blog I frequently asked myself about my “why” and my “what”. What was the one thing from my day that was noteworthy? Why did I feel so strongly about one emotion over another? Why did I accept the challenge? What was I hoping to accomplish? Like all other races or events that I have trained for, the circling in my mind at times became overwhelming. In my unclear moments, my why became the understanding that life is a journey worth noting and sharing. I accepted the challenge to blog daily for the same reasons I have accepted other challenges in my life. I wanted to see if I could. I wanted to see what I would lea
Right there with you LeeAnne!!! Loved not having to worry about it and the break in routine is so refreshing!
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