In 2025, I Just Want Ordinary
Midlife feels like a continual stripping away, doesn’t it?
Kids growing, bodies changing, relationships shifting, families morphing, hormones raging.
Over Christmas break, we moved my oldest son into student family housing on campus. Surprise! I’m going to be a grandma this summer, and this means a new role to navigate. He’ll need me less day to day. Or least, he’ll need me in a different way as they begin a whole new little family.
And as I move gently into this new year, I’m realizing how much I want to stay in this feeling of LESS.
Less stuff. Less obligation. Less expectation. Less comparison. Less activities. Less striving. Less scrolling. Less of everything.
Just LESS.
I’m realizing I don’t want 2025 to be my year. For anything.
Like finally achieving whole house organization. Or finally getting into the best shape of my life. Or finally achieving some grand purpose.
I’m realizing I don’t want to push toward some lifestyle that has a name or a How-To book or a million Pinterest pins or a “movement” like Minimalism. The Simplicity Movement. Whole 30. Keto.
No.
I just want LIFE.
Me. Family. Good friends. Connection. Real food. Nature. Pets. Comfortable footwear. Fresh baked bread. My tattered bible while soaking in a warm tub before bed.
I want less of the world and that constant push for MORE.
I just want this.
I want less.
I want my good, hard, messy, gritty midlife. This beautiful, ordinary LIFE.
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