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Day 7: A Day in the Life


Ironically, 'a day in the life' was the original name of the blog I write to capture all the moments in our family.  I've since changed it to 'our family adventures'!

A typical day for me begins setting my intention for the day .. a bit of quiet time, a prayer, a meditation, a passage … and then of course, it's time for coffee!  The morning routine of getting ready and out the door is sometimes dramatic, sometimes chaotic and always successful!  We divide and conquer child drop-off and pick up … and share the after school activities of our daughter.

I love where I work, who I work with and the work I do.  And yet, in the last 5 years we've moved twice from NY to VA to IL.  And we couldn't be happier.  Our family is one that adapts to new adventures and always finds fun things to do - wherever we are!

We eat dinner as a family each evening … around activities … and all come together in the evening to talk about our day.  At the dinner table each evening, the tv is shut off and we go around the table sharing 'the best part of your day'.  We've been doing that since my daughter was 3 years old.  Back then she would wait for us and then repeat something.  Now she likes to go first, not able to  hold back the anticipation of sharing her favorite thing that happened.

One might look in and see our life as routine, maybe even boring.  I find comfort in our togetherness, the daily expectation of activity and the excitement of sharing it with one another.

Now I'm really looking forward to the day.  And can't wait to be the one living ' a day in the life'!

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