Friend,
Normal.
You just want things to be “normal” again.
But, I think you are imagining your former world not in its “normal” state, but in its “ideal” state.
It’s amazing how we do that. Have you ever watched one of your favorite movies and realized massive plot holes? Or looking through old photos of family gatherings and realizing who wasn’t there?
One reason you are weary is that you are comparing your current “normal” to your former “ideal.” (Plus, you are comparing your “normal” to other people’s “ideals” that they are projecting on social media.)
The longer I live, the more I’m becoming convinced that normal doesn’t exist.
There are no normal people.
There are no normal days.
There is no normal.
There are only beautiful people (including you) and adventurous days (including today). Life is simply extraordinary.
Love,
Aaron
P.S. I’d love to pray for you. Send me a prayer request here, and I'll add you to my prayer time.
This is so very true🫶