I woke up today [at 4:42] wondering where it went.
I know I spent a long time doing this:
Then made Peanut breakfast.
Then worked a little more.
Answered all work emails.
gym - weights.
Worked on church activity for Wednesday . . .
blah, blah, blah.
I hit the sack feeling ----- empty. Yes, I had run my rear end off doing the above [and believe it or not a lot of other things]. But as I laid down I got all EMZMOTIONAL.
Me: all this running around. it doesn't really matter.
Pita: oh man. Can you explain in 10 words or less?
Me: I wasn't there for Peanut tonight.
Pita: what did she need?
Me: well....nothing. But I should have just chilled with her before bed.
Me: What I do each day "matters" right? Like all the superfluous crap?
Pita: No, don't do laundry until Saturday.
Pita: Game of Life Em, Game of Life.
I know we all have crap we MUST get done. I just want to make sure I'm living a life that REALLY matters too.
Did I take time to let someone turn [in traffic]?
Did I make anyone smile?
Did I help without consulting my calendar?
Did I help someone feel even 1% better than before they saw me?
Was I there for the ones I love? [like REALLY there...not on my phone, not watching tv at the same time].
While watching [and smelling] the Pita catch [his] farts in his hand and throwing them in his daughter's direction [as she ran away] seemed super gross last night . . . . . I'm
Here's to enjoying more of the "moments".