When did it become dread, dread, dread- is this month over yet?
I seemed to be greeting the end of each day with, "Whew, that one is over" even before Miss Ky was born in October, so I can't blame the added birthday party for the change.
There's never been a time when we weren't struggling financially, so I can't blame the added KAWHOOMP the recent international move did to our finances.
But really, did my parents feel this way? Were the sparkling, magical Trick-or-Treating memories I held from childhood, shielding me from their worry of where the third child's costume would come from? Did they dread the ringing of the phone, knowing that answering it would be another addition to another heaving calendar month?
I kind of doubt it. Parenting in the 60s and 70s seemed to be so much more laid back.
What is the secret for living in the moment now, in our super-packed 2000s? For enjoying where you are, when you are?
As the rest of the world focuses on what they're most thankful for this month, I'm going to hold myself for taking a moment each day to stop, take a deep breath and be in the moment.
Hold me accountable, okay?
Did you breathe today?
ReplyDeleteI've been thinking that I should be doing something with the whole gratitude thing this month. Then I saw the article Tammy posted about doing grateful. I like the idea. Still working on it.
Sometimes I really think its the electronics. I feel like everyone is so plugged in these days that we are losing sight of the world around us. Of course, I haven't been brave enough to unplug myself and my kids yet.