I am really good at running through the day. Running through the to-dos, running from fear. I will get through the end of a day and realize that it is over. The day is done. What did I really accomplish? Did I make time for Billy? Did I have fun with the girls?
There are to-dos that need to get done. I can’t ignore that.
I want to enjoy the moment more among the to-dos.
Today was one of those days when I enjoyed the moment.
I organized my fall/winter clothes and then did the same for the girls. It felt good moving on to another season. I felt grateful that I could donate some old clothes.
I cooked breakfast and dinner for my family. And dessert. I didn’t mind the dishes or the mess. I love getting a thumbs up from Katy. I love looking at Lucy’s chocolate beard on her face.
We went on a completely unplanned family hike. The girls threw rocks in the water and tore apart cattails.
I went up to the bedroom about an hour ago and realized that I hadn’t put away all of my sweaters after pulling them out. It didn’t matter. Small detail. Doesn’t change the day.
Of course, it’s easy to enjoy a Sunday. I hope I can translate this into the work week. A week filled with obligations and to-dos (as usual).
I would really like to slow down for a couple of moments. Enjoy the work that I do. Make time to celebrate Lucy and Katy’s work at school. Appreciate the fellowship I get from meetings, both at work and in real life. Really listen to Billy talk about his day.
As much as I would like to slow down to the weekend pace, it simply isn’t possible. I can still enjoy the moments even in the rush of the week.
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