Last
week I completely missed trash day. Time
seemed to be passing so quickly that I didn’t realize it was already
Wednesday. In my little brain I was
still on Monday heading for Tuesday. To
say I was a little behind the times would be an understatement.
By the
time I mentioned it to the girls it was already Friday! I didn’t feel so bad when they told me they
had completely forgotten about it too.
Hadn’t even crossed their minds.
I’d
like to say this is an infrequent occurrence but the truth of the matter is it
has steadily become our norm. I lose
track of the days constantly, so do my girls.
I sit at work on a Friday and can’t seem to figure out how it is
possible that it is Friday already.
Again!
I
remember when I couldn’t wait for Friday to get here. Seemed to take forever and then the weekends
would go by so fast. Monday morning
would show up and I’d groan at the idea that Friday would take forever to get
here. Now my weekends are gone in a
flash. I don’t have time to groan about
Monday because it is already Tuesday, before I figure it out, and groaning at
this point would just be silly.
The
school year here ends in less than two weeks.
Memorial Day is next Monday! I’m
still trying to figure out what the heck happened! Is it really possible?
As a
chronic overachiever I have the tendency to put so much emphasis on planning
and working on my goals that I fail to enjoy the process of getting there. And
I am a constant worrier.
I don’t
take time to sit and enjoy what is going on.
I don’t listen to the birds sing and I cannot tell you the last time I
watched a sunset. I do not take the time
to stop and smell the roses. I can’t
manufacture more time. I can’t slow down
the clocks or turn back the pages on the calendar.
I have to slow down. I
need to focus more on this moment and less on the next one.
It’s
time.
It can really be hard to slow down in the beginning. Just keep your eyes and thoughts on your ultimate goal. Slowly, but surely, you will start hearing the beautiful sounds again. ---S---
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