Five minute Friday: Ordinary

Hello, Friends. Welcome back for another Friday spent with Lisa-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

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In this day and age of internet everything, I still keep a handwritten calendar. It contains every detail of my family’s life–who has what activity, who needs to comb their hair for picture day, who needs a hand packed lunch for a field trip. I write down the important things to remember too, the big trips and the nephews birthdays. Most of which I somehow forget anyway. But, for the most part, this calendar is filled with my hand scrawling down the details of our lives in lead pencil. If an event doesn’t occur, I erase it. If we have an unexpected snow day, I pencil it on there too.

I keep a memory box in the basement. It’s filled with remnants of important events, including my wedding planner and the piece of paper announcing my  nursing degree. Every year, I throw my cheap, spiral bound calendar in there too. I have years worth of day planners filled with the smallest details of our daily lives. If you want to know who I had coffee with on Dec 3, 2010, I could probably tell you, after digging that year out from the pile. I could lose my wedding dress, or maybe even the bracelet my daughter wore home from the hospital the day she was born, but I couldn’t bear the loss of my calendars. My life, our lives, recorded in every ordinary detail. They read like a story, a coming of age tale of one family. It tells the story of how our ordinary days lead to the most extraordinary life.

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  • Jenn

    So sweet. I transitioned to using my phone calendar a few months ago and now of COURSE I want to run out and buy a flesh and blood paper version. Ugh. Also, I’m an expat living in London for a few years and I LOVE your blog name!! They’re (obviously) big on making time for tea here, and there’s a commercial for a brand of tea called Tetley that plays at least a dozen times a day, all these busy women in car pool lines and at football matches and the like, trying to talk to each other, and finally setting down over tea. Make time for Tetley. It’s neat. Sorry for the randomness. Visiting from FMF, not just some random stalker 😉

    • KimberlyCoyle

      Hi Jenn, thanks so much for stopping by! I lived in London for nearly 4 years, and I can’t tell you how much I miss it. I hope you’re enjoying your time there, having your fair share of tea-time, and meeting some great folks:)

  • Karrilee Aggett

    How much do I LOVE that you record all of these ordinary things and treasure them so? So much… I have journals that include some events like this – but my one calendar – handwritten more because it is old, and not because I am old school – is the one I kept while I was pregnant through my girlies’ first year! It is a TREASURE for sure!

  • Alyssa Santos

    Last night, Nikko, age nine, was looking through the few memory books and photo albums we have compiled. I was a little sad that we have 12000 photos on our computer but so little tangible proofs that he can hold that will cement his own memories. Your post made me think of that. That I don’t need to scrapbook, just print some out and slip them into a book.

  • Mark Allman

    At Christmas I have written in a journal the things we did the days up to and the days after Christmas. It has been neat to go back and reread some of those enjoyable times.

  • Cassi Brightforest

    Great post, I love my paper calendar too

  • Kimberly Amici

    I have all my old calendars too. I was just thinking the other day about throwing them away but can’t seem to do it. Mine are the big wall calendar type with written in wet erase marker. They are starting to pile up in a closet on my 3rd floor. Eventually my husband will them and that will be the end of that…