Five Minute Friday: Ordinary

Hello, Friends! Welcome back for another Friday spent withLisa-Jo and the Five-minute crowd. Today, we’re taking five minutes to write on the prompt Ordinary. Do you have five minutes to write, read, or both? Why don’t you join us?

1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community…

Today’s Prompt: Ordinary


I never believed in the magic of ordinary days. I thought days are made up of work and church and all the commitments one accumulates over time. Magic hid behind the door of a wardrobe, in the spine of a book, or possibly on a vacation to an unknown land. Ordinary meant schedules and deadlines. It meant exhaustion and boredom. Ordinary meant nothing ever changed, but the faces of my newest assigned patient, and even then they showed up with the same complaints.

And then came motherhood, with its monotonous days and weary-making hours. The only face that ever changed was my own, as it grew more disheveled and confused every time I looked in the mirror.

And then came magic. It arrived in pudgy, dimpled fingers and toothless grins. Magic showed up in the love notes crafted from Mickey Mouse stickers and a crooked elementary alphabet. It shows up now, a little harder to find, hiding behind rolled eyes and the occasional slamming door, but now I know where to look.


If you’re in the middle of some mothering days that look nothing like magic, but rather more like spilled milk and a crayon Picasso on the sofa—take heart. I could write a book about those days too.


  • Donna Livingston

    I love how you equate the ordinary with magic. Something to think about today. Awesome blog post.

    • KimberlyCoyle

      Thanks for stopping by and for your kind words, Donna:)

  • Kara

    It always amazes me how people see things differently. Ordinary always feels so unwelcome, unfeeling and negative. This post reminds me that it can also be beautiful and new and uncommon. thank you for adding some magic to my day.

    • KimberlyCoyle

      My pleasure:) I don’t always see the magic for what it is myself.

  • Diane Bailey

    I can see and remember the Pudgy, dimpled fingers and toothless grins. Ordinary can be a wonderful cozy quilt full of stories.

    • KimberlyCoyle

      I love this image, Diane. I’m thinking of wrapping a quilt of stories around me this evening:)

  • This makes me both scared and excited to someday welcome a pudgy, dimpled fingered little person into our family. Sounds like it’s worth it 🙂

    • KimberlyCoyle

      It’s scary, exciting, and so much more! And also? Totally worth it;)

  • KimberlyAmici

    yes, the magic behind the ordinary. I can only hope to notice it more than not to dissolve the frazzle I often feel.

    • KimberlyCoyle

      I’m all too familiar with the frazzle:(

  • Love this. What wonderful writing. I love my children but seems like I’m mired in a difficult season with them. It is good to remember that there is something very special there — and it will always be.

  • BethFerrell

    We are so blessed to be called Mom. I love the way you document the sweetness in all stages. Bless you! Thank you for visiting me!

    • KimberlyCoyle

      I’m learning to give thanks for ALL stages! Each is sweet in it’s own way.

  • Jen

    I’m so glad I stumbled upon your blog, and this post. Thanks for reminding us to look for the blessings in the everyday. What a great challenge.

    • KimberlyCoyle

      I’m so glad you stumbled here too! Thanks for stopping by, Jen:)

  • Karen

    I am so glad I came to your blog from FMF … thank you for this great post ….. your blog is cute … maybe you can check out my blog as well