A friend and I attended a speaker event at my church last night. I really only go to one of these a year, depending on the topic. This event caught my eye because it publicized “the quest to be normal” in its description. “Normalcy” is something for which I strive! Perfect for me! I grew up in a home with my mother where chaos WAS the norm. I hated it and constantly sought ways to leave. But what I have really found in life is that you leave one chaos only to find another chaos. How can this be?
So I went to the event last night ready to write down her tips on making others around me “be normal” along with me. Apparently this is not going to happen - and I’m disappointed in my high-maintainance way. The gist of the talk was that life really isn’t normal and we have to accept this and either move on or attempt to deal with the un-normal situations. When I got home, I realized that though I had enjoyed getting out of the house and having conversations with a great friend and other moms/women, I had hoped for something more. But maybe that “more” just isn’t there and I need to accept this and move on .
So when A will not listen, Z will not sleep, and the house doesn’t get cleaned this weekend…that is just okay. Hmmm….
