To say that the past twenty days have busy seems like the world's biggest understatement. The truth is, that in the past twenty days, I have written five last minute papers that had the capacity to fill up about four 3-ring binders, I have stopped for gas about eight times, have eaten enough chocolate for a small country, and probably showered like five times. (That sounds gross now that I write it out... Don't judge me). The past three weeks have been overwhelming.
I felt horrible because, with all of this joking about the world coming to an end, I found myself less worried about the world being over, and more worried about the lack of time I would have left to get things done!!
The art of being constantly on the move has become a way of life for me lately, and while it keeps each day full, I don't feel like every day is truly fulfilling. I know that this period of Busy-ness is yet another season in life that (hopefully) will end in time. But I don't know how much longer I am okay with it curling up and making a home in my life.
Even as I type this in the three short minutes before I ship off to work for the evening, I am making yet another mental checklist of things to do before the week is over.
It's a struggle to remember that this season, which keeps many of us perpetually on the move, is meant to be a season of gratitude and reflection. Now, to only find the time to reflect...
I hope you all have a very happy Christmas, and take the time to enjoy the season with those who mean the most to you.
And thank you, for humoring my chaos and for still reading.
"Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.
Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light."