Sometimes I feel like my life is
a speeding train whirling around the bends of the track. I can feel that the
train is moving too fast, but no matter how hard I try to put on the brakes
the wheels keep spinning in motion. There are times when the hectic pace of
life seems fun, almost exhilarating. Then there are times when the constant
go-go-go becomes too much, and I wish to slow time down.
I find myself having rushed and frequently
interrupted conversations with friends en route from point A to point B. I arrive at the office and seem to sprint
from meeting to meeting. The day is done and it’s time to hurry home, shovel
dinner into my mouth as well as into the mouths of my children and then we’re
off to the bathtub, a bedtime story as well as a few “just one time up moments”
with my son. Before I know it, I’m trudging off to bed because I can’t keep my
eyes open one second longer. The next
day it starts over again.
My goal isn’t to complain. I feel
fortunate, indeed lucky, to have a full life with my family. Nonetheless, I
have my moments when I long for a slow walk down a winding road with no
particular destination. There are times when I dream of sitting leisurely on a
beach watching my children play, as I idly slide my toes in and out of the
sand. I long for instances when the only pressing item or issue to address is the goal of sleeping in as long as possible which never happens, but hey,
one can dream!
When I step back from it all, I
become conscious that it is not a single item or responsibility that accelerates
the proverbial train in my head, but the weight of all things combined. I know I am not alone in these thoughts. I know that
mothers everywhere feel as though there is not enough time in the day. I know
that modern moms do everything that they can to move their family forward.
However, when fatigue sets in it is the universe telling you to force a slow
down – clear some aspect of your calendar – and use the brakes.
That is my goal. I want to
remember that the next time the train comes barreling down the tracks. I want
to remember that I have brakes. I want to teach myself and my children that
sometimes you need to stop and seek out a new path.
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