Too Busy

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We live in a world where being busy can be so extreme that meeting all our commitments is literally impossible.

If only there were more hours in the day. If only our bodies didn’t need the restorative power of sleep. Yeah…

I used to think I was busy. I put my work obligations first because at that point in my life, when I was just starting out in my career, that was most important. Then I became a mom. I took it all in stride – I loved being a working mom and took pride in balancing it “all.”

It wasn’t until I received a complicated medical diagnosis that sucked up huge amounts of my time, energy, and well-being that I began to feel overwhelmed. I had no choice but to make changes in my life. I should probably make a lot more. Someday.

The fact is, we’re all busy. It’s the world we live in, combined in part with the expectations we hold for ourselves and the expectations of others.

Until we hold ourselves to a different standard, the cycle will perpetuate.

Finding the Words

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I struggle to find the right words

Attempting to describe how this cruel world works sometimes

To a five-year-old

It’s hard

I want to shelter him

But he is wise beyond his years

I want to coddle him

Usually, he lets me

How do you explain to a little boy how his father broke your heart

Left you to pick up the pieces of your life

Put it back together again?

Show him how to build a more fulfilling, meaningful life filled with love

How do you explain to him that although he may have a fun daddy, and one who loves him, he’s not a good father in the true sense of the word?

You don’t

You just do your best to answer his questions

Knowing that the understanding will come later

When he’s older

And figures it out for himself