At my last writing meet-up group, we wrote on the word “plain”. I thought of the definition of plain as, simple or ordinary. I struggled with this word for some reason. Maybe it was because I only had about 3 hours of sleep, and not enough coffee!
Plain sounds boring to me. So, I had to look at it with a different perspective. In fact, I have been doing this ever since I got sober. I always thought I had to save the world, yes me! LOL That just being at home reading, or cleaning, or walking with Mr. UT, was plain boring.
Of course social media made me feel worse about my ordinary life. All these people doing extra special things! Whereas, I was just a teacher, and now, just an old, married, retired teacher.
But I stopped and thought about it. How wonderful my ordinary life has been! How many children I have hugged, tied shoes for, taught to read and write, to sing!
This plain Word Press page gives me freedom to write! My plain clothes are easy, simple to wear, and take no effort! (However, after reading this Mr. UT reminded me it still takes me forever to get dressed!) A plain paper bag is filled with delightful treats!
Even if I wanted to live a non-stop exciting life, I couldn’t. It would be too overwhelming for me. The truth is, I find if I live an ordinary, plain life with love, I am happy, Mr. UT is happy, and I can spread that happiness to other people.
There are exciting times, to be sure. I recently did part of a Naloxone training for pharmacy students at the University of Minnesota, with the Steve Rummler Hope Network, where I volunteer. This was very fun for me, and I loved it. It’s exciting to travel to new places. I am lucky I get to do that once in a while!
But most of life requires day to day tasks. Ones that need to be done, such as paying the bills, walking the dog, working because we need money. Wise people have written about doing daily tasks with mindfulness or attention. Many people don’t have the luxury of the life I live. My plain, simple breakfast of oatmeal and a banana might be boring to me, but to a starving person, it would be gift, a very fancy feast.
In the end it always comes back to gratitude. The more thankful I am for the life I have, the happier life is!
Time to move! Mr. UT just came in and said, “Are we going or not?” LOL He knows I am as slow as a turtle! He is one of those up and going at 6 am type of people. Have no idea how we have made it this long! Ha!
With a Plain Ordinary Cup of Coffee,
And Bread Pudding,
On Day 1900,