Written the week before Christmas…..
Oh how I’ve wanted to write. It helps me process and think things through. Lately we have been so busy. Each day a race to see how many activities can fit into the 24 hour span. Tasks are left half done…dishes to put away, others…dirty fill the sink, mounds of clean towels to fold, trash to empty. Everywhere I look there is a project that needs to be completed. We rise early and then go, go, go, until after dark when we finally see the end to our day and then fall asleep as soon as our heads hit the pillow.
I don’t like living life like this. I much prefer to saunter through my days. And tonight although it is late I just needed a moment to sit in the quiet before going to sleep. How I cherish these still moments…calm moments. Without them I am tense and scattered. I pause…and almost fall asleep mid sentence, (my clue that I should call it a night). And I’m dreading another day of being caught up in the whirlwind that so easy encompasses us.