I’m thankful for a rainy Monday after a weekend that included all kinds of celebrations in this order:
HANNAH’S BIRTHDAY PARTY–which will certainly be getting its own post soon.
A birthday lunch for my 15 year old brother
A graduation fiesta party
High School Senior Picnic & Youth Group Year End Party
And now, this one woman party at my kitchen table with coffee and blueberry muffins. We also got family pictures taken somewhere in there. All markers that time is marching on.
I woke up thinking about time this morning while I was making the muffins. About how everything we do is about an exchange. About having Hannah’s party early so Ryan could be a big part of it before he leaves for Turkey. About how my laundry piled up last week because I happily chose party planning.
If everything in life is about choices then it seems important to know what our priorities are. It always seems easier to tend to the urgent rather than the important but then we end up with all of our chores done but no closer to where we want to be.
This weekend I felt like we were exactly where we were supposed to be, doing exactly what we were supposed to be doing.