My new normal involves 2 young men who have become part of our home. My new normal now means that I have to cook for 4 and ensure that it holds nutritional value for growing minds and bodies.
My new normal has honed old skills into more beneficial ones. I recall exactly where things are stored, and how to get to to them even if I'm not in the room... Now that's impressive!
Best of all my new normal means I get to learn more about my capacity for love and catch a glimpse at how much God loves us... Loves me... Even when I'm really un-lovable. That's God's normal?! Scary thought... But oh so true!
I like my new normal. I may not get it right all the time, but as I told the boys... Let's take it one day at a time... And then... Instead of a new normal... It will just be normal.