It's quite the glorified word, isn't it?
But busy doesn't mean productive. And busy doesn't mean successful.
I'm typing this on a broken latop that my toddler lost keys to. I'm wondering how many times I will have to get up during this post because it just took me an hour to get bedtime done. I'm thinking about the laundry I need to finish, the counters I need to wipe down, the food I need to prep, and the sleep I need to get. I know busy.
I had the chance to slow down this past weekend. My oldest got sick and I put an abrupt halt to any activities scheduled for the weekend. And we were jam packed. That meant no fall festivals for either kid's school, no birthday parties, no play dates, no errand running.
We stayed in. We made cookies, read books, and we carved pumpkins. There was a lot of fort building, my dog became a miniature horse for my two year old, and lots of laughs. My weekend was Made up of moments I live for.
I'm so sad my oldest got sick. But I sure am glad we slowed down. I realized how much I've been missing. And that's the whole reason I created this blog...To learn to love with passion. To stop being so numb, so complacent, and so BUSY.
We live in an area that NeverStops. We live in an era that thrives on running around constantly, being That Mom, being That Friend, Being That Wife, or Career Woman. I dont believe in running the rat race. Ferris Bueller said it best when he said "Life moves fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you just might miss it".
So every day I have been reminding myself to stop. To put my phone down, or to stop concentrating so much on cleaning every little thing, to pick and choose my battles of "busyness". I want to share in my kids laughter, I want to keep having those Dance Parties, I want to hug them, joke with them, play with them.
Making my moments count. That's what I'm focusing on.
I hope you are too.