Hey there! I’m Mikala—a family doctor, wife, mother of 5, well-being advocate, and author of the books Ordinary on Purpose and Everything I Wish I Could Tell You About Midlife. Each month my writing reaches millions of women, but I am thrilled to be connecting with YOU. I’m truly grateful to have you here!
YOU are the Mom of their little childhood. YOU are the Mom of their whole lives. YOU.
Is there anything more extraordinary than really LIVING your one precious, beautiful, ordinary life?? Being grateful for ALL of it (or at least all you can)?
God, soften their hearts. God, fill all the holes. God, lead them and guide them and hold them every single moment of every single day of their lives.
Look at the way our brilliant young people JUST KEEP SHOWING UP!!!
It may not always be pretty, but it is beautiful all the same. Right here in the middle of this ordinary life.
I realize things are beginning to open up now, and I want to feel excited. But mostly I want to lay down and sleep for a year.
On these days, my heart breaks a little. And I’m never quite sure what to do. Or what to say. So, I just…stay.
I KNOW one day I’ll stand back to see the beautiful result of my breathtakingly ordinary life.
It’s my favorite piece of parenting advice ever.
So, I’ll just keep walking. Keep showing up. Keep writing. Keep taking the next step. Keep sinking. Keep letting Him catch me.
So many times in my pain or sadness or fear or loss, my little gray puffball curled up right beside me. Just purring and loving me through. I’ve had twenty years of this cat sitting beside me.
I don’t need to pray with fancy words or formal prayers or perfect posturing…I simply need Him.
I am teaching my children how to love and be loved…and so are you!!
Let’s look at those inevitable little failures (like a C- on a report card) and see them for what they are…really great learning opportunities for our very capable kids.
We’re ALL worn thin. We’re ALL about four incidents away from a meltdown. And none of us knows which number any other person is on.
The DO-ing won’t ever be enough. Not for Jesus. That’s not what He’s looking for, really. Over and over and over, He invites me to something deeper.
