Another day is slowly melting away into early evening. I got up an extra forty minutes this morning to make more time for doing the things I would like to accomplish in a day. Time. Something we all wish we had more of. Time to work out. Time to spend with loved ones. Time to spend with God. Time to just be by ourselves. We are all so short on time. But we need our sleep. It is so good for us to make sure we have an adequate amount of rest. Yet I yearn to have more of it. Time to work out. To read. To write. To garden. To bake. To clean. To write a letter or to call a good friend with whom I haven’t spoken with in quite a while.
I guess it is true that we make time for what we really want to do. I complain to my husband that I can’t seem to find enough time to get everything done. He tells me to organize my time better. And this is true. If I would sit down and think about it seriously, I would realize that I have spent too much time wasting away at social media sites. Not that we shouldn’t make some time for that too, but I think that we have a tendency to overdo it in that area. It’s so much fun, though! I love connecting with people; old friend and making new ones. As I approach my fiftieth birthday this Fall, I realize that I need to get in as much doing as I possibly can. More than half my life is basically over. Wow. Talk about something that can depress you! But enjoying one’s life and the time remaining is very important. We shouldn’t be squandering our time. We should be making the most of it.
Yesterday was my older son’s birthday. He is now twenty. No longer in the throes of teenage angst. But now an official adult. I made time yesterday to bake a homemade cherry pie, removing the pits and all. An interesting time. But I love my sons, and my husband, and would do anything for them. I made the time.
Each day, a gift. Each thoughtful word or compliment is like money in your soul’s account. Give and spend wisely.
I’ve got a secret and it’s a big one! Well, not really a secret. But perhaps just one that most women like to keep under wraps. I’m turning fifty later in the year. There. I’ve said it. Guess who’s not afraid of mentioning her age? This girl! Now I have to warn you never to ask me about my weight, though. That is one touchy subject. But I digress.
Let’s move on. I have a lot of changing around that I’m doing. Just started hitting the weights again…not heavy but enough to prove that I’m actually lifting something. It’s something I enjoy doing, just not in the cold. We work out in our garage and it can get pretty cold in an unheated garage. My husband and sons can tough it out, but not me. I guess the older I get the colder I get. I want to plan on running a few races come Spring and Summer. I did a 5K a few years ago and loved it. Maybe I can try for a 10K or Half marathon this time?
And I have been working on my writing, mostly on a daily basis. I’m feeling kinda proud of myself. I’d like to get a few more hours of writing in eventually per day. I have to be better organized, though. Less time on the computer looking up stuff and more time working on the old novel. And short stories. I got lots and lots of short stories. And of course, I try to make time to read for at least an hour a day.
Right now I’m looking out the kitchen window and the snow is swirling around in all of its splendid whiteness. At least I have nowhere to go until later in the week. It’s beautiful to watch as the snow falls, it’s the driving in it that sucks. I know. I’ve been living in the Chicago area for decades and cannot wait to escape to warmer climes. My husband and I are thinking southwest Tennessee.
But there is so much to taste in life. It seems like there is not enough time in any given day to do all that I want to do. That any of us want to do. I want to do some more baking. That’s what was on my agenda for today, but unfortunately I didn’t bake anything. So I guess I’ll have to leave that for tomorrow. Some more gluten-free bread, gluten-free corn muffins, and whatever else I can find to make gluten-free.
So enjoy your evening. Hopefully you have your loved ones close by to hug, to hold, to feel safe next to them. Laugh. Love. Be filled with peace. Have a cup of hot chocolate or tea(that’s what I’ll be doing later). Relax and take a breather. To all of you fine men and women out there, know that you are wonderful, special, loved, and wanted. That you are perfect just the way that you are. Simply live. Live simply. And enjoy the little, quiet moments in your lives. Hugs.