The Best Laid Plans

Whitney (1:39pm PST, Monday 8/8/22)

We are doing our best to get into somewhat of a routine. I was standing in a Target all by myself at 9pm one night after tucking the kids in and I found my self on the office supply aisle. I was staring at the whiteboards trying to decide which would best assist me with my attempt to organize a shattered life. I started bawling. First out of overwhelm, wondering what the heck are you trying to do? I had no idea where to start, and started questioning my abilities.

Then the shift. Gratitude poured in, through me. Here I was standing in a Target with the opportunity to plan and schedule for my family, as a whole. I was so taken with gratitude I started to cry even harder. Kyle got them out. I am forever grateful for the ability and opportunity to schedule appointments, meals and entertainment for our sweet kiddos. I keep having little moments like these and they take me by surprise and catch me when I least expect it. I walked out that night with a $10 whiteboard and some new markers. Ready to conquer the week. 

Our kids thrive on routine and schedule. As much as I’d like to fly by the seat of my pants, it’s not sustainable. That being said, being flexible is also crucial. Sometimes you have a plan and it’s going great and then bam, something big happens and those plans go away. Does that mean your plans weren’t good? Or that you made a wrong decision? I’m learning that isn’t true. 

We all have stuff that comes up and changes the plan. No matter how monumental or how small it doesn’t matter. Everyone’s stuff is valid. Learn how to roll, change and smile while doing it. The “stuff of life” losing a friend, divorce, death, moves, injuries etc. it doesn’t just stop, it will always be there. Embrace the stuff and for heavens sake be ready to stretch. We aren’t designed to be stagnant, we are living ever changing beings. I signed up for this wild ride, we all did. Hang on tight, get ready to scream, laugh, cry and don’t forget to enjoy the ride.