Mundanity

The word came to me as I pondered what my life is now. I am a mother, wife, friend, daughter, volunteer, worker-bee.... I am not out of this world. I am fairly grounded in a life of soccer games, crock-pot dinners, and glasses of wine on the patio. I follow a steady rhythm, keeping time with safety and satisfaction. And I'm not complaining. I enjoy the everyday, and I find glory in it. The spectacular, to me, in resting in the commonplace, if you choose to look.

I actually thought it was not a word at all. I thought it had a nice ring to it - sort of like a Cirque show in Vegas - it would give a flavor of zing and pizzazz to spice up the tales of being on the verge of forty with three kids. But I thought the true word to describe the everyday was "mundaneness". Turns out the actual definition provided a nice surprise... and the perfect tag for my little musings.

There is this:
(noun) : ordinariness. The quality of being commonplace and ordinary.

But there is also this!
(noun) Sophistication. The quality of being intellectually sophisticated through cultivation or experience or disillusionment.

What a wonderful oxymoron! Totally commonplace, yet wordly and sophisticated! And that is in essence, a wonderful description for the ying and yang of life. Black and White. Hot and Cold. Up and Down. Totally happy and filled with depair. I can be the mom of turkey sandwiches on wheat, and still have thoughts about existentialism if I please. They are NOT mutually exclusive after all. I love it!

Mundanity. That's me.