Does It Ever Stop “Being Busy”?

I seem to remember times (ok, not in the spring) when I could sit and think, meander through the garden, putter around and do any number of things which seem impossible to find time for now. And that was when I had a passel of little kids to corral and care for. I am always in a hurry up and go mode nowadays.

What happened to the old adage, “take time to smell the roses” ? I am beginning to think no gardener said that. Not the modern kind, anyway. We just aren’t centered around home enough to enjoy it, I think. We work on our homes, we make our gardens, we raise our families… but it seems to be a neverending list of demands rather than labors of love, oftentimes. I know I don’t speak for all, there are those who have found the fabled fountain… and I wish I knew their secret!

I have to dig around and find my 2008 resolutions, but I do believe that making time for what I love, and not so much for what seems to be multiplying hoops to jump through before I can live and love, was on the list.

I need to revisit that goal and adjust my thinking… because I really don’t want to be so busy with life that I miss out on living.
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