I think one of my biggest struggles is being too forward looking from time to time. I count down the days to each weekend and with a trip to Italy a few weeks away, I’ve found myself just trying to get through the week days by distracting myself to make time pass more quickly before my big trip. But after receiving a call from my mom on Tuesday evening about the declining health of two of my loved ones, I feel it’s time for a reality check in my own life.
Time passes SO quickly and I need to quit wishing it away.
It’s still crazy for me to believe that I’m a full-grown adult with a big girl job living in my own apartment in my favorite city. I’ve been so blessed to have such a supportive family and great friends over the years that have allowed me to develop into the person I am today. But as I look back on my life, I can remember always wishing I was a little bit older, a little bit wiser, or looking forward to finally reaching high school, college, or full adulthood with a real job. I had a great childhood, but I was always ready and excited for the next phase of my life.
This isn’t always a bad thing. It’s good to have goals and be excited about achieving them and yielding the benefits of hard work. I worked my butt off in high school to graduate with a 3.95 and pushed myself in the pool to make it to the collegiate level as a swimmer. In all of those tough training and studying moments, I used my end goals to fuel my efforts, which was a very positive thing. But as I write to you as a full-fledged adult, I realize that I should have appreciated some of those small moments more than I did.
I know I’m still incredibly young and have a lot of life ahead of me. I’m excited to see where my future takes me and plan to continue to push myself in my career, as a runner, and as a girlfriend/daughter/granddaughter/sister/friend. But I also want to find a new appreciation for each and every day God gives me on this earth. I’ll always look forward to weekends, and I don’t think that’s necessarily a bad thing, but I want to also enjoy the small parts of each week day that make it so great — the conversations with my co-workers, the hello kisses after work each day from Bart, the yummy meals I get to cook up, the texts and phone calls with my family, and the awesome runs I now get to resume. Each day is a blessing and the more we realize this, the more fulfilling our life will be.
Thanks for letting me think out loud Amanda! Have a wonderful Thursday!