My six year old whimpers beside me, “Mommy, today was a small day.”
“What made it small?”
“There were not enough play dates or friends. This was not a big day. I need big days.”
Already, I think about what kind of big life this little girl will lead. She’s challenging me to wake up to big days. I don’t want to ever have a day that’s too small.
I’ll never have this day again. Lord, let it be a big day.
Living with flair means we don’t have small days.
_____________________
Journal: What would make today a big day?
