Nothing Special

Ah, today was just another day.

Nothing special.
Just the warm, fall sunshine, was special.
I got up early and ran out the door for class.

Nothing special.
Just the blue, clear sky, was special.
I forgot my notebook for class; I wore my hair in a pony tale.

Nothing special.
Just the nice guy who held the door open for me when I was running in, was special.
I had a salad for lunch today.

Nothing special.
Just the cute, small birds hopping around the cafe patio was special.
My knee was so sore; I limped all day.

Nothing special.
Just the service from a friend to lend me a brace for a while, was special.
My day was swamped with classes and meetings.

Nothing special.
A word of encouragement, a voice of kindness and understanding, was special.
A trip to the canyon with friends this weekend canceled because of my knee.

Nothing special.
Just compassionate roommates who turned it into a game night instead, was special.
Coming home late after a long day.

Nothing special.
Just good food in the house, pictures of Christ and the temple on my wall, the scriptures to read, and the peace and spirit in our home was special.
Just another ordinary day, but I'm so grateful for that
something special.