One Person At A Time
Monday, January 25, 2010
Well, it happened again. The sun came up and a new day has begun.
It seems like I never get done what I set out to accomplish in a day's time. Then suddenly its bedtime, and I am crawling under the covers, frustrated at what I did not accomplish.
I place a lot of pressure on myself. I always have.
When I was in 5th grade, I ran in the community track event and won 3 second places. I think it was the 100 yard dash, the long jump and the 440. I trained and trained for that event. We were living at my grandma's back then as my parents were in the middle of a nasty divorce. My older sister became my trainer, and she ran me up and down the hill in grandma's back yard until I couldn't take another step.
When the day of the track meet came, I ran my best, jumped as far as I could jump, and still only came in 2nd place in each and every event I competed in.
It seems like I never get done what I set out to accomplish in a day's time. Then suddenly its bedtime, and I am crawling under the covers, frustrated at what I did not accomplish.
I place a lot of pressure on myself. I always have.
When I was in 5th grade, I ran in the community track event and won 3 second places. I think it was the 100 yard dash, the long jump and the 440. I trained and trained for that event. We were living at my grandma's back then as my parents were in the middle of a nasty divorce. My older sister became my trainer, and she ran me up and down the hill in grandma's back yard until I couldn't take another step.
When the day of the track meet came, I ran my best, jumped as far as I could jump, and still only came in 2nd place in each and every event I competed in.
When I first became a mom, I started each day with a long to-do list. I had plans to clean the house, wash the laundry, scrub the floors and get the bills paid. At the end of the day, my husband, Mike, would walk in to find me sitting on the floor with a toddler rip roaring through the house as I sat there nursing a baby in the same sweatpants I wore to bed. Un-showered. Unaccomplished. Unnerved.
Today, here I sit with my current to-do list looming. I want to get the family budget finalized for 2010, work on my latest book proposal, get the laundry caught up and get ready for the classes I am teaching this week.
I know I won't get it all done today, and as bedtime approaches, I will lament over what I didn't accomplish.
No first place blue ribbons.
No perfectly clean house with everything in perfect order.
But maybe its not about what I don't get done, but where my heart is as I try.
Today, here I sit with my current to-do list looming. I want to get the family budget finalized for 2010, work on my latest book proposal, get the laundry caught up and get ready for the classes I am teaching this week.
I know I won't get it all done today, and as bedtime approaches, I will lament over what I didn't accomplish.
No first place blue ribbons.
No perfectly clean house with everything in perfect order.
But maybe its not about what I don't get done, but where my heart is as I try.
Maybe its about my attitude and not my accomplishments.
I may not have won any first place ribbons at that track meet, but I was able to spend time training and hanging out with my sister at a very emotionally stressful time in our lives.
I may not have had the picture perfect house during my early mommy-years, but my kids had me there with them, loving them, holding them. Being their mom.
It's not about the things listed on my to-do list. Its about the people that fall between the lines.
Yesterday's to-do list is now today's, and here I go, making my way down one item at a time.
I hope I can find my way down my list, one person at a time.
Posted by Trish Berg 5:53 AM
Labels: Joy, Life Lessons
Denise
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