Can you believe there’s only eighteen days left until the New Year?

Every night, my daughter and I spend a few minutes talking in bed before I go to sleep. Sometimes it’s just about how our days went, what her plans are for the weekend, or what to cook for the next week. There are also times where it can be about mundane and silly things – and of course serious things. The other night, I reminded her that payday for us is close by. And I told her with teary eyes how I can’t believe we are talking about paydays and work already. It felt like yesterday she was still a baby. “I’m still your baby,” is what she said and asked me not to cry.

A regular work day for me involves physical work. It starts at exactly six in the morning. When it’s really busy, I get done with morning work a few minutes before my lunch break. And this is the exact same routine I do every single work day.

Days spent at home involve cooking, chores, managing the bills, and many other things that I won’t bore you with.

This week has been slow at work. And for this reason I intentionally set aside my free time to write my thoughts. And I am glad I did.

Our days are what we fill it with. Work days can be exhausting, miserable, bearable, or a blessing. Whatever we focus on will consume us. That’s a given. The drive home can be annoying or we can spend it as time to enjoy the scenery. Maybe downtime? Time spent at home or anywhere else can be anything we want it to be. We decide what we fill it with.

And it’ll be the same whatever time of the day, whatever seasons we are in, whenever and wherever we are at.

We are the maker of our days.

It’s not the days or the season or the time that will make our days better. It’s entirely up to us on how our days will be like.

Sadly, we spend our days only thinking of ourselves and how it could’ve been better only to end up missing that days like today are a blessing denied to many. It’s a lot easier for us to focus on what went wrong with our days, the events, and the people that we think contributed to it.

We rush our days. Mindlessly scrolling through social media, driving down the fast lanes to get home only to spend more time on our gadgets.

Day in and day out we miss out on many opportunities to make it different or better than any other days.

Maybe another day?

But what if that day doesn’t come?

Until next time,