I am a busy woman. I am told this often, and while I try to deny it, it is true. I am a wife, mother of four, sister, daughter, friend, employee, Key Spouse, and volunteer. I wake up early and go to bed late, often leaving many unchecked things on my to-do list. I have many responsibilities at both home and work. My brain is always working, always thinking, always planning. There are some moments where I think, How can I make life simpler? What can I do to slow down?
I submitted a short bio for the School Advisory Council at my daughter’s middle school. This is a volunteer-board that helps make decisions and recommendations for the school while also serving as a liaison between the parents and the school/administration. The board meets monthly during the school year, which is not much of a commitment. Anyways, I was compiling my personal and professional responsibilities, I was a little baffled. How does one person do this much? I am not trying to brag or to make myself sound important; I was legitimately curious. Then, I began to wonder why I was submitting a bio for yet another commitment. Why would I volunteer to serve on this board, giving away more of my time? Am I crazy? Do I really need to do this? Am I just too hopped up on coffee?
If I am honest, I think I thrive on the busyness of my life. It is fulfilling to see a day of activities and things to accomplish. I feel some satisfaction at checking something off my to-do list, completing another task. It also makes me treasure the days of nothingness even more. Yes, there are times that I wonder why I am volunteering for another craft bazaar. Yes, there are days where the thought of working another 8.5 hour day seems too exhausting to bear after spending part of the night consoling a three month old. Yes, I wonder if my children will remember the time I spent contributing to their lives or will only remember how often I was running around, trying to hold it all together. And there are plenty of moments where I wonder if the reason I feel so stressed or anxious is all of my own making.
However, I really do love all the things I do. I would not do them if I did not. There are always moment of frustration and stress, but I love all aspects of my life. I love my job. I love being a wife and a mother (although it is still hard to believe that I am a mother of four). I throughly enjoy my role as Key Spouse and volunteer in the community. If you and I are friends, I will work my hardest to maintain that friendship and show you how much I care. My family has always been important to me, and I will take advantage of any time I have with them. While all these things may mean I lose some sleep, that is okay. I can enjoy my life and my time while I can.
Besides, I can sleep when I am dead, right?