Hey there! I’m Mikala—a family doctor, wife, mother of 5, well-being advocate, and author of the books Ordinary on Purpose and Everything I Wish I Could Tell You About Midlife. Each month my writing reaches millions of women, but I am thrilled to be connecting with YOU. I’m truly grateful to have you here!
I’ll be grateful I chose fun and love and food and laughter and people and connection and joy. I’ll be grateful I truly LIVED!!!
God knows what He is doing. He always has! He knew from the beginning EXACTLY what my weaknesses would be. And He has never left me alone.
What if I don't want anything MORE? Or need anything MORE? What if I refuse to STRIVE anymore!?!
I WILL do my best to soak in this time with my kids and enjoy what I can. After all, I’m pretty sure it's the GOOD memories that stick.
Because usually it’s in my pain that I’m reminded of His ridiculous, unending, unfailing love.
I mean, don’t we know what we need to do to take care of ourselves? And our family?? Don’t all those routines and best practices exist for a reason?
I remember with confidence…my heart belongs to Jesus. And I shout in reply…Who am I???
This realization is perhaps the best gift I can give my children, really, because it takes the pressure off.
The Bad Guy is met with lots of eye rolls and huffing and “That’s stupid!!” and “You’re the worst!!” But I’m not too concerned about their immediate happiness because I’m mostly focused on the end game.
This little cutie-patootie saw the sun yesterday. And frankly, I owe her a few apologies.
Well, no more. I’m through with unnecessary excuses and apologies and rationalizations for the choices I believe are best for ME. And my family.
Life is complicated and messy and hard. Yet sometimes the beauty of an ordinary moment quite nearly takes my breath away.
This was the Last Game. I tried hard not to clamp my fist around this realization. I tried hard to store it all away.
My house is a mess, we have an ant problem in the kitchen, and I can’t even talk about the laundry.
The truth is, for us REAL passion doesn’t begin at bedtime but in the little moments of connection throughout the day.
Let’s cherish the gift of watching our precious babies grow into EXACTLY who they are meant to be.
When the kids are bickering I’m always asking, “Honey, how important is it?” But the truth is I’m only just learning what this question really means…
