I don’t even know what normal really is anymore. But I find myself wishing for it. *insert chuckle* Don’t we all?
I am tired of waiting. But in the meantime, I am learning. With each task (which used to be Jeff’s) that I’ve taken on, I find a huge sense of empowerment in its successful completion.
Last week one of our smoke detectors began chirping intermittently. It took two days to figure out which one was making the sound. It would chirp about three times then quit for a few hours. After narrowing it down to the second floor, I finally happened to be standing in my bedroom doorway when it chirped again.
“It figures,” I thought. The smoke detector in the master bedroom is located about halfway up the vaulted ceiling. I decided that if I was going to replace one battery, I was going to replace them all. No sense in lugging the ladder up and down the stairs more often that necessary!
One quick trip to Wal-mart, and about 30 minutes later, no more chirping. I was pretty pleased with myself. (Incidentally, we have a LOT of smoke detectors!)
Last night, I assembled a wooden glider all by myself. Do you know how difficult that really can be? The hardware parts that were included did not match the pictures or counts in the instructions. I phoned the customer service hotline and put the goofy thing together while I listened to the recording on speakerphone : “All of our agents are currently assisting other customers.” Once I figured out where the different bolts were intended to go, I just hung up. Ha! Turns out, I didn’t need any help. :)
All that to say this: I am learning that I can do this. I don’t want to do this, but I can. God’s grace is sufficient. Even if normal never comes.