It’s important to value the mundane. My day yesterday was typically American, but fantastically wonderful if comparing to almost anything else, or if undergoing a drastic change in one’s life and then you look back on days like this and say ‘I didn’t know what I had.’
I was invited to a friend’s house for lunch. She makes restauranty-good salads. They are that good. Presented on a large Santa Fe colored plate and with surprises in it like pecans and small chunks of grilled chicken and apples. We ate at a simple Shaker-style table as the breeze flew through lace curtains and drank cranberry juice and had toasted scones for dessert.
The conversation was easy and lilting and we laughed a lot. Afterwards I helped her learn some ways to organize voluminous information and data on her new laptop and though it was a work-task it was fun and we still laughed right along as we had over lunch. I was thrilled to see her so happy, a need was being filled that had troubled her and I was happy to be a part of that.
I drove home to my nice, clean apartment and played with my kitties who had been without me all day. I read up on the news and favorite blogs and then I read the bible for a while. The story of Ahab and Jezebel is pretty interesting.
All of the above things I mentioned are not available to most of the people in the world. Being able to drive 4 miles to a friends’ house. Eating fresh greens and healthy food. Having reliable electricity to power a laptop. Having enough money to afford domesticated animals. Being able to practice my religion without fear of reprisal. How many other things do we take for granted?
Above, small wildflowers growing in a crack in the gravel in Comer GA