for some reason i am almost always in a hurry. it’s in my blood. or my nature or something. and i have very little patience. sorry….to everyone. for how this makes you feel. here are a few examples i noticed this week:
i rarely fill my gas tank up all the way. i get impatient waiting.
i pour my cup of coffee before the pot is done brewing.
i unbuckle my seat belt before i pull into the garage.
i don’t completely dry my hair. or my kids.
i put damp dishes in cabinets. (the air will dry them….right?)
i stop the dryer before it is done and pull clothes out.
i leave the dinner table while ben is still eating. (i know…this is just mean and rude)
i think there is something to all this. this running to the next thing before i’ve completed a task. or even a conversation. i’ve done it at work. in relationships. in school. never feeling completely grounded. in a place. or a moment. i’m always looking ahead.
but right now, i am feeling particularly grounded….in this place. in this time. grounded in our family. and our house. and grounded with God. and it feels good.