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If you are anything like me in approaching the New Year, it’s with excitement of new beginnings, saying goodbye to old habits and hoping for change.

New years bring hope. Maybe, hope to begin something you’ve been fearful of or hopeful you’ll find your calling in life.

I know I always want to do something of significance, be remembered for making an impact and leaving a mark on the world. I mean isn’t that what we all want?

My kids went back to school, and we are back to our normal routine. I hate to say it but I feel, yet again, that it is all a little mundane. I am cleaning the house, making lunches, thinking of what’s for dinner...etc.,etc. You all know the routine. 

But, as I began going through paper work, in an attempt to be more organized (hopeful for change), I came across a letter I wrote to my 15-year-old daughter few months back.

My own words to her hit me smack in the face. My own words pierced my heart and I began to cry. Here is the letter...

To everything there is a season. I write this to you today as I sit here thinking of you getting up this morning. To you it's just another day of school, another outfit picked out, and another long Spanish class to sit through. Just one day in your life of many.

I can’t help but think that you can’t wait for high school to be over, looking forward to things the future holds, college, career, marriage, a family. All the things the future holds…the exciting unknown. I admit, I too am excited for you, knowing you are going to accomplish amazing things.

But, my dearest daughter, REMEMBER, it is the every day, each sunrise to sunset, it’s each moment, which makes up your life. Live today with LOVE, JOY, and EXCITEMENT for the ordinary. Because it's all the seemingly ordinary that you’ll look back and realize they are what make up the extraordinary. The life you live.  Not everyday will feel special but it's a gift, from God. So, change the "I have to" into the "I get to."

Needless to say, I am taking my own advice for the New Year. I want to live each day without looking for the next big event, or searching for the impact I think I need to make and realize it’s in the everyday ordinary that makes up mine and your kids' extraordinary.

Our calling is right in front of us each day.

I have heard it said - the days are long but the years are short. So let's enjoy the long days of mothering, because soon they will be the years that went by so fast. Happy New Year.

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