Over and Over Again

We often complain about repetition. There are so many things that get old quickly and become a very large frustration the more that we do them. However, this week I am thankful for routine.

This week, we had quite a few days that were super busy and out of our normal. I was in charge of a craft night for our Relief Society and had so much to do. My poor little girl was left for many days to play quietly by herself as I prepared packets and cut letters. By the day of the activity, she was plenty done with the whole thing. Although the activity went well and Evangeline was very patient, we still didn't get home until well past bedtime. The next day, therefore was only an attempt to recover from the night before. We slept in late and never caught up. 

That night, we had a special thanksgiving activity to attend. Although we got home at a reasonable hour, there was a terrible storm that evening that lasted all night long. Evangeline fought going to bed because the wind was so loud. She woke several times during the night when the wind was at its worst. Eventual, around 4 in the morning, she was done with trying and refused to go back to bed until the storm all but subsided at 7. Again our day was spend simply recovering and trying fruitlessly to catch up. 

Finally, this coming week, we will (hopefully) have the needed time to return to normal. What a blessing it is to have things be predictable. We often forget that some people live everyday on the whim. Some people don't know where they will sleep or IF they will eat, let alone when. What a blessing it is that I can wake up in the morning and be prepared for the following day. What a blessing to be able to have so many thing like a home, food, and family that I know will still be there when I wake up. Even though we often dot care for it, what a blessing to know what's going to happen each day. 

The predictability of routine is such a blessing. I pray that those who currently don't may someday have this blessing.