I live in a world of grand schemes, lofty goals, and great achievements.
Stronger. Richer. Skinnier. Smarter. Faster.
Success is marked by letters after your name, toned muscles, money in the bank, or a busy schedule.
And I am one of those soft and slow people.
I am very content to love my husband, prepare for a baby, and stay home most days.
I want to be healthy, but I will enjoy the occasional bagel or root beer float.
I want to be smart and well-informed, but I've chosen to accomplish that through reading and experience.
I like things simple and don't feel lost when silence falls.
I would rather have one long, beautiful talk with a close friend than a busy week of social activities.
I would rather watch a favorite TV series with my husband over a pizza than go out for a fancy dinner (though that is fun every so often).
I am a stay-at-home wife (and mom!). My days are simple and quiet unless I'm blasting my favorite music. Some weeks go by and the only other person I've seen is my husband.
My life is long sunbeams and ticking clocks... the smell of coffee... the clicking of my fingers on this keyboard.
I realize this would drive some people mad... and maybe I am a little crazy myself...
My life looks so little if you measure it by my popularity or my career.
But I am learning how precious a quiet life can be. If I can adore my husband, cherish this daughter of mine, love others, and honor God, then my life is not so little.
And that is a life worth embracing.