Recently a friend of mine was going through a rough time. Her mom was fading very quickly with a multitude of ups and downs which is so often the case in end of life journeys. We were talking one day about normal days and how you long for them, that took me back to when my husband was in the last parts of his own journey through the awfulness of lung cancer. There were good days and really bad days. The good days were when it was all status quo,  meds worked, sleep was forthcoming etc.. Bad days were filled with pain, hallucinations, terrified calls to doctors or hospice workers, through all that you dream about “Normal” days. I remember in my head planning normal days with my kids. We would spend the day in bed, with pizza and cuddling…it never happened that would never be a normal day for us but it’s the picture I had in my head.

Well it’s been 7 years and lots of normal days. I love when people ask me “how are you” and “what’s new” and I say “nothing new all quiet”. I appreciate the beauty of no drama, the days when nothing happens but life in it’s normalcy. Most people will never go through the process that makes them long for “normal” days but I hope maybe they take a minute to appreciate life when it’s slow and quiet and not drama filled or filled with too many highs, and not enough lows or vice verse.

Have a great day and just go out and enjoy the beauty of it.