I never imagined I’d be a mom who yells sometimes. But I do. More than I care to admit. Oh, and my kids have seen me cry.
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All in Life
I never imagined I’d be a mom who yells sometimes. But I do. More than I care to admit. Oh, and my kids have seen me cry.
Most of my life is a series of ordinary moments strung together day after day and week after week and year after year…
No one told me I’d want to fast-forward, pause, and rewind all within the span of about thirty minutes. It is all so hard. The good, the bad, the ordinary.
Forty and loved and chubby and happy and worthy and graying and strong and just…HERE. Doing my imperfect best every single day.
Real Life won’t start once the kids are all potty-trained or you finally lose those last ten pounds or tick a few things off your bucket list.
Every time we’ve made a big decision…a decision that means CHANGE…someone is left unhappy. Annoyed. Disappointed. Let down. Angry.
Our lives are LIVED in the process. Day by day. Bit by bit. Word by word. Moment by moment. God is stitching and weaving and working it all together.
Day after day, month after month, year after year…laugh lines appearing like rings around the trunk of a tree. If you count them, I bet there’s 40.
So many opinions and studies and best practices and guidelines and anecdotal evidence and studies and celebrity endorsements…everywhere we turn we are inundated with how to do life RIGHT!!!
We are all doing the very best we can with what we have and the only way we know how.
I noticed how the people with the most painful stories sometimes had the most serene smiles on their faces and how they leapt to help the next person in line.
For me, writing is like a gift all wrapped up in a beautiful little box and tied with a gigantic frilly bow that I’ve been waiting to unwrap my entire life.
If I’m hoping my kids will achieve the fairytale I think I’m selling them short because this is an invented and impossible standard.
I wish I didn’t have to struggle so hard at ALL THE THINGS life throws my way. But the truth is I CAN do hard things. HE REMINDS ME WHO I AM. I am HIS.
Can we just embrace the chaos and noise? Embrace the laundry and dishes? Embrace the floor littered with, well…everything??
There was a time in my life my husband was going to die... I thought it was supposed to be a romantic Love Story. I had no idea it would rock me to my core.
I wish I could tell her to have faith and trust Jesus...with her heart and her babies and her husband's addiction and her life.
Maybe if I’m just more prepared. Maybe if I start a little earlier. Maybe if I plan just the right back-to-school breakfast and after school snack. Maybe it won’t be a total shitshow.
I won't be handing out advice (mostly because I have none to give) but I hope to give you permission.
The truth is most of our lives are lived in the ordinary moments every single day with the people standing right beside us.