Finding Time
We all do it---Lament the scarcity of time. I have been feeling the crunch lately with being away from home and off of a normal schedule. I lug bags of books and notebooks with me everywhere and then I get busy with the tasks at hand and don't even look at them. I have a project looming and I try to squeeze in a few minutes here and there lately to keep my momentum. I've been really beating myself up lately for not using my time wisely.
Today I sat in an airport with time on my hands as I waited to board a flight for Texas for a conference. I chose to take that time to reflect. I decided I have to cut myself slack. I've been using my time lately for working with my writing family and my leadership team on our summer invitational leadership institute. I've been using my time to hike and listen to podcasts and I've learned so much about the world around me through them. Yesterday I spent the day with my husband and attended a concert at Fiddler's Green in Colorado. I was outside on a gorgeous evening listening to Christopher Cross sing "Sailing" while accompanied by the Colorado Symphony. On this trip I will use my time to connect with my daughter and son in law today before connecting with Department of Education representatives from all over the United States. I've used a lot of time lately to talk with dear friends and laugh and cry. Very little of this busy time has been wasted.
My writing has suffered in some ways throughout this crazy stretch of life but I am writing daily and I prefer to think that I'm, to steal a quote from a young visitor on a recent writing marathon, simply building up my background material.
I'll never have enough time. I'd like to steal some away and use it when most needed or when I don't want something to pass too quickly. It just doesn't work that way. I will be working on using time more efficiently and holding myself accountable as the fall semester looms ahead. In the meantime I'm going to remind myself that time spent with friends and family and nurturing my soul is not wasted time.
I asked my husband once when he was very ill what was on his bucket list. He told me that his bucket list was all about making sure I completed mine. Yes, I married an amazing man. Last night Christopher Cross was one of those items. We are nearing thirty years of marriage and that is not time wasted. It's been a journey of highs and lows and I'm just bold enough to pray for thirty more years of time to explore and enjoy and write about it all.
Today I sat in an airport with time on my hands as I waited to board a flight for Texas for a conference. I chose to take that time to reflect. I decided I have to cut myself slack. I've been using my time lately for working with my writing family and my leadership team on our summer invitational leadership institute. I've been using my time to hike and listen to podcasts and I've learned so much about the world around me through them. Yesterday I spent the day with my husband and attended a concert at Fiddler's Green in Colorado. I was outside on a gorgeous evening listening to Christopher Cross sing "Sailing" while accompanied by the Colorado Symphony. On this trip I will use my time to connect with my daughter and son in law today before connecting with Department of Education representatives from all over the United States. I've used a lot of time lately to talk with dear friends and laugh and cry. Very little of this busy time has been wasted.
My writing has suffered in some ways throughout this crazy stretch of life but I am writing daily and I prefer to think that I'm, to steal a quote from a young visitor on a recent writing marathon, simply building up my background material.
I'll never have enough time. I'd like to steal some away and use it when most needed or when I don't want something to pass too quickly. It just doesn't work that way. I will be working on using time more efficiently and holding myself accountable as the fall semester looms ahead. In the meantime I'm going to remind myself that time spent with friends and family and nurturing my soul is not wasted time.
I asked my husband once when he was very ill what was on his bucket list. He told me that his bucket list was all about making sure I completed mine. Yes, I married an amazing man. Last night Christopher Cross was one of those items. We are nearing thirty years of marriage and that is not time wasted. It's been a journey of highs and lows and I'm just bold enough to pray for thirty more years of time to explore and enjoy and write about it all.
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