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I like it when things settle back to ordinary. The Christmas decorations are put away, the fridge holds more fruits and vegetables than it does cookies and candies, and the shopping is primarily at the grocery store.
I've spent a lifetime learning to love ordinary. There is holiness in routine. There is power in the familiar. The secret is to continue to see these things as sacred.
2016 was a year of friction. The Christmas season of 2016 was no different. This was true for me and for those who are closest to me. The glow of Christmas lived side-by-side with heartache.
Learning to tailor a life well lived is about remaining steadfast through the trials. It's about loving when it's hard. It's about believing in a greater good.
My friend Kim always said, "It's all good." She would share a trial or a tiff or a situation that didn't quite go how she would have liked. She would tell me how she was mad and cried and said exactly what was on her mind. Kim had passion. And then she'd say, "But it's all good." The stories always ended with her smoothing things over with the other person. She didn't do it in a condescending way and she didn't sacrifice her core beliefs. She simply allowed her love for people to trump all disagreements. Everyone knew Kim loved them.
It's all good.
This phrase is all around my school communities. It's on business windows and school message boards. It's on restaurant signs and Facebook feeds.
It's all good.
Kim and her oldest son passed away in a car accident on Christmas evening. It is a devastating situation. At the Celebration of Life, I sat in a packed high school gymnasium. One of the speakers asked for audience participation. Four times during his speech he shared a common Kim scenario, and then asked us to say the words that were commonplace when talking with Kim:
It's all good, rumbled throughout the gym.
I sat in the dark church sanctuary for the small funeral service. The pastor unpacked the reasons why Kim was able to say, with authority, "It's all good." Kim knew there was a good God at work. Kim knew things on this earth are temporary. Kim knew people mattered more than anything else. She assured everyone she met, "It's all good."
What an incredible legacy Kim has left on earth.
As things around me return to ordinary, I am not. The gnarled living of 2016 changed me. I have a new perspective, whether I like it or not.
My ordinary is evolving.
I celebrate that through the hard, we can find good on the other end. I celebrate, like Kim, that
It's all good.
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