If you are anything like me (and many of you have already stopped to say a short praise to God that you are NOTHING like me 😉 ), you sometimes reach many moments in your life when you forget to be thankful for the mundane.
My husband has been busy getting his knee all operated on…which has left me realizing that there is FAR MORE MUNDANE that he cares for than I sometimes see, realize, but, most of all, appreciate.
We do that, too often. I say we, but perhaps you are unlike me. But I do that too often. I forget to appreciate the mundane.
I forget to appreciate it–which means that I forget to say Thank You. Thank you, Richard, for taking out the trash.
Thank you, Richard, for helping bathe the kids.
Thank you, Richard, for stoking the coal.
Thank you, Richard, for putting gas in the cars…and helping clean the dishes…and letting me go pee all alone…for changing diapers and helping make snacks.
Thank you, Richard, for helping pick the clothes up off of the floor.
You see—none of the above are exciting. They are daily tasks that require effort. Effort that I sometimes take for granted that I share—with my husband.
And I most often do not thank him for being a part of the mundane.
It’s funny—the mundane. It’s so mundane that we fail to appreciate it—yet it — THE MUNDANE — is what basically makes up our every day of life.
And, therefore, it should be something that we remember.