I’ve never joined in with ‘The Ordinary Moments’ linky before, all my ordinary moments seemed just that, ordinary! That was until yesterday.
I was just out of the shower and I could hear Logan and Florence in my room. The usual giggles, inane chatter and arguments about what games to play on their tablets was today, somehow, different. Sometimes they can be a little fractious with one another, like tired parents bickering at the end of a long day. But today they seemed peaceful and content. They seemed comfortable with each other.
This might sound like a peculiar thing to say for siblings. Unlike some siblings, Florence and Logan only see each other for six days out of twenty one. For those that don’t know, Logan’s Dad and I broke up just before he turned two. For many reasons Logan remained with his father. Ever since we have retained a schedule of seeing Logan for two weekends out of every three.
I poked my head around the bathroom door and there they were, both tucked into mine and Matts bed. They were glancing over at one another from time to time, checking that the other wasn’t doing something more fun.
All I ever hope for Logan is that he feels just as much a part of our family as Florence does, despite having a different surname. In our eyes he is an equal to any child Matt and I have now or in the future. Logan is their big brother, we don’t use the term half because it seems unnecessary.
I guess what I am trying to explain, through my semi emotional pregnant rambling, is that that moment seemed anything but ordinary to me. Is any moment ever ordinary? When we live such short, fleeting lives surely we should remember, celebrate and appreciate every moment as best we can. Life’s too short!