Finding beauty in the ordinary, practicing gratitude, and learning to love the life right in front of you.


One thing about me? I'm going to romanticize the absolute JUICE out of my life. The morning coffee in my favorite mug. The sunlight coming through the kitchen windows. A workout before my brain has the opportunity to negotiate with me. A drive with my babies, music playing, and absolutely nowhere extraordinary to be.

It's whimsy, baby. And I'm here for it. But somewhere along the way, I realized that what started as a fun little habit of making ordinary things feel special was actually teaching me something much deeper about gratitude. And, more importantly, about God.


The Life You're Praying For Might Look a Lot Like the One You're Living

Isn't it funny how we can spend so much time praying for things and then, once God gives them to us, they slowly become ordinary?

The home we once dreamed about becomes the house we're constantly cleaning.

The children we prayed for become the little voices interrupting our quiet mornings.

The marriage we once hoped for becomes the everyday responsibilities of building a life together.

And somewhere in the middle of it all, we forget that we're standing in the middle of prayers God has already answered.

Not every part of life is easy. Not every season is one we would have chosen.

But there is something so beautiful about learning to recognize God's goodness in the middle of it.


Romanticizing Your Life Isn't About Making It Look Perfect

I think social media has convinced us that romanticizing life requires a certain aesthetic. "A perfectly decorated home." "Fresh flowers every Tuesday." "Matching linen outfits." "A kitchen that somehow never has dishes in the sink." & listen, I love a beautiful aesthetic as much as the next girl. But that's not what this is about. You can romanticize your life in yesterday's pajamas while making pancakes for your children. You can romanticize a grocery run, an afternoon walk, or folding tiny clothes that somehow multiply overnight. It's not about pretending everything is beautiful. It's about choosing to notice the beauty that already exists. & sometimes, that requires us to slow down long enough to see it.


Gratitude Leaves Very Little Room for Comparison

Here's something I've noticed in my own life. The more intentionally I enjoy what God has given me, the less time I spend thinking about what someone else has.

Comparison has a funny way of convincing us that our lives are lacking. Someone else's home is bigger. Their vacations are nicer. Their children seem better behaved. Their mornings look more peaceful. Meanwhile, we're overlooking the very things we once asked God for. I've learned that gratitude redirects my attention. When I catch myself complaining, I try to find something within that very situation to be grateful for. Then I name two more things. It's such a small practice, but it has genuinely changed the way I approach my days.


And it reminds me of something Paul wrote:

"I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances." — Philippians 4:11


Notice that he said he learned to be content. Contentment isn't necessarily something that comes naturally. It's something we practice. And I think romanticizing the ordinary, when rooted in gratitude, can be one beautiful way of practicing it.


You Don't Have to Wait for a Special Occasion

Use the pretty dishes, light the candle, make your coffee in the ridiculously beautiful mug, put on music while you clean, take the scenic route home, buy yourself the grocery store flowers. Make a regular Tuesday feel like something worth remembering. Not because your life needs to look like a movie, but because your everyday moments are worthy of being enjoyed. I think sometimes we save so much of our joy for the extraordinary that we forget most of our lives are lived in the ordinary. And I don't want to spend my entire life waiting for the next vacation, milestone, holiday, or answered prayer before deciding to enjoy it. I want to be present for the life happening right now.


The Sacredness of the Mundane

As a mom, I've found that some of my most meaningful moments with God happen in the least glamorous places. While preparing breakfast. During a stroller walk with my babies. In the quiet moments before the house wakes up. Or even while cleaning up after a particularly chaotic day. I've come to realize that walking with Jesus isn't limited to the moments when my Bible is open and everything is quiet. He's present in the little things, too. Colossians 3:17 reminds us to do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God through Him. Everything. Even the ordinary things. Especially the ordinary things. What a beautiful thought that the mundane responsibilities of our lives can become opportunities for worship when we approach them with grateful hearts.


A Beautiful Life Doesn't Have to Be an Extraordinary One

Of course, I still dream. I still have places I want to visit, goals I want to accomplish, and prayers I'm waiting to see answered. And I don't think gratitude means we stop dreaming or pursuing the things God has placed on our hearts. I just don't want my desire for what's next to rob me of the beauty of what's now. Because one day, I know I'll look back at this season. The toys scattered across the living room. The little hands reaching for mine. The early mornings, the messy kitchen, the ordinary afternoons. And I'll probably wish I could experience just one more of these perfectly imperfect days. So I'm choosing to enjoy them while they're here. To make the coffee a little prettier. To take the pictures. To celebrate the small things. To find joy in what might otherwise feel repetitive. And, above all, to thank God for the life He's entrusted to me. Because maybe the secret to a beautiful life isn't having more beautiful things. Maybe it's learning to see the things we already have through the lens of gratitude. And that, my friends, is the kind of romanticizing I'm interested in.


With love,

Coco 🤎