... it sometimes seems to hurtle, out of control. I have been rushing, task to task. Cooking, cleaning, carrying the baby. Making that never-ending list, ticking things off as I go. Scolding, doing, making. Until that week where we were all forced to stop because of colds and coughs and fevers.
That forced me to stop. To look. To see. To think about how we were sometimes running and chasing. Chasing what? Lost time? Learning opportunities? I don't know. I've been mulling over how hectic life has become, and how crazy things at home can be. We always seem to be panting and rushing to finish something. There is always this feeling of incompleteness, of needing this or that. Of only being able to be happy when something else is finally done or something is achieved. Do you get that feeling sometimes?
So I have been trying to slow down. To put down those dirty dishes, to push aside that overflowing laundry basket, to calm those crying needy kids. Can we make life simpler? Can we take it a step at a time? Can we focus and look at the important, and not get so caught up with the urgent? I don't know, but I think we can, and we must.
And so, for the rest of the month, I'll be trying to declutter, so simplify, not just our stuff, but our schedules. And I'll be trying to clean up my thoughts and feelings too. And focusing on what matters.
Meanwhile, I am thankful, for those little things of the ordinary that tend to slip us by in the rush of time passing us by. The quiet sound of happy children playing in carpets of fallen flowers. The perfect curve of a little one's ear, and those tiny fingers that are learning to grasp and hold.
The satisfaction of a new recipe learnt and warm happy tummies, and time together over a meal.
The daily messes that show that there are happy children who are at work.
What are you thankful for this week?